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Where's my ball? My ball!

A FLAME IN MY HEART

Thank you.

Tomorrow we'll do the third act. Please check your lines.

Yes, I'll go over them tonight.

Shall I come over? I'll cook.

- Really? - Yes, I'd like to.

What's the matter? Come on!

He won't eat you! He's not the big bad wolf!

You're locking us in?

I've taken his key back, but he'll come tonight for sure.

I know him. He'll bang on the door until I let him in.

I won't open it, I swear!

He's got to understand that it's over.

You still love him...

He is a prince... and an alley cat.

I'm scared. I don't know how he'll react.

We've broken up ten times. He'll never believe this is for real.

Want me to stay the night?

Would you? I'd feel much safer.

There's someone in the apartment.

What?

- There's someone here. - Are you crazy?

I heard a noise.

- How did you get in? - The skylight...

...the balcony and then the window.

You could have killed yourself!

You should have let me keep my key.

It's no good. You have to leave.

We can't see each other any more.

I love you. You love me.

That makes no difference.

Who's she?

You sleep with girls now?

I don't want to sleep alone because I'm scared.

Tell her to leave.

She stays, YOU leave!

I won't hurt her, but tell her to get out!

What have you done to your hand?

It needs disinfecting.

Mind your own business.

There's blood. It must hurt!

I don't give a damn!

I don't like you sleeping with girls!

I don't "sleep" with her!

There's just one bed, that's all.

The slut can sleep at home. That's my place.

Not anymore. I can't rely on you.

You weren't coming back.

I can't live with you. I don't want to go crazy.

One day you'll find me dead.

I've never hurt you...

Now you are.

Well, I won't any more, ok?

I don't want you to leave me.

We've already split ten times.

- You always came back. - You do.

You too... remember the day you wanted to leave me...

You told me in the street you wanted me to kiss your thighs.

You can't do without me.

I can't cope any more.

Yes, you can.

What's this dress?

You gave it to me, don't you remember?

It's true, it was me.

- It's nice. - Yes.

- I like it. - You're not going to wear it...

If you don't love me, you can't wear things I've given you.

Give me the dress. Let go, I said!

No more dress.

Only wear these when we're together.

I gave you this...

- Out with it... and this? - My brother.

- Right. Your brother... and this? - You

Then watch closely. There you are!

No coffee as usual!

- There's instant coffee. - I don't like it.

Nothing to eat either!

We'll go out for breakfast.

I've never had a photo of you. You never gave me one.

Nor did you.

That's true.

I have an idea.

Let's go and have some taken.

Ok? Together.

What have you done to your hair?

You look like a Barbie doll.

The terrorists should try blowing up hairdressers.

I'll take you to an African.

They do great braids with rancid butter and cow dung.

Seriously now.

Pull the curtain

- What are you doing? - We're waiting for the photos.

- Then back to your place - What for?

I want to make love.

It can be the last time if you like.

You want it, I know you...

After that, you'll never see me again.

Yes, I will. I know you. It never stops.

I can't take any more...

That normally comes later... after we've fucked all night.

I don't like that word.

Come on, let's go.

Alright.

If you swear to me...

that this is the last time.

I swear, I swear!

You have sworn.

Not like that. Swear properly.

This is the last time.

The last time. I swear it.

It's no good, Johnny.

What? Changed your mind?

I thought you wanted to.

Yes, but I can't do it.

Why not?

I don't know what to do.

I feel like a whore.

It's because it's the last time.

Right, it's the last time.

What shall I do? Undress?

Yes, get undressed.

Is here okay?

Do you prefer the panties...

...or the boots first?

Turn around.

Turn around.

Hey stupid...

Stop it!

You're squashing my...

You'll cripple me.

Remember your promise.

You must never come back. Never.

You swore it.

Alright. I won't come back.

We've said goodbye ten times. There's no point any more.

Okay, I won't say goodbye.

It's stupid.

Really stupid.

You'll disappear forever?

Back to "Were you speaking of me... "

I think Titus should look away.

Avoid her gaze.

He is a coward.

- Shall we start? - Yes, start.

Sorry, let's do that again.

B�r�nice is not worried yet, Mercedes.

That comes later.

There are concrete questions, they're more direct.

What are you doing here?

You swore not to see me again.

I was in the theatre, didn't you see me?

You can't see people's faces when you're on stage.

It's lucky I didn't, it would have distracted me.

- It was you at the back? - Yes.

- I didn't like it. - We're rehearsing.

That's not what I mean. I don't like seeing you on stage.

I find it... disgusting.

Why disgusting?

I just don't like it.

My wife showing herself off in public.

You've always known I'm an actress, and I'm not your wife.

I'd never seen you act.

I see you jigging yourself up and down and I don't like it.

It's Racine, not the can-can.

Racine... I don't give a damn about Racine!

I just don't think it's right.

To show yourself off in front of people like that!

What can I say? I like it.

I like it.

All right.

Hasn't that shit made you thirsty?

Yes.

Want me to buy you a drink?

Leave me alone! I don't want to see you any more!

There's nothing wrong with having a drink together!

It won't kill you.

Come on.

Let's go for a drink. Come on.

Afterwards we can go to your place.

I want to kiss you all over.

Wouldn't you like that?

- I want to see the mosque. - What mosque?

You know, the blue mosque.

You are funny.

I am not funny, I'm in love.

Making love together really means something.

I don't go with a girl just like that.

Should I pay you to fuck me?

Thankyou.

Do you want me to pay you to fuck me?

Don't talk nonsense. You never have any money.

What do you mean? You think I'm a bum?

Look.

Where did you get that?

There's no shortage of money about.

I didn't kill anyone. It's for you.

Keep it safe in your pocket.

- Don't you want it? - No.

You're really stupid, there's a lot here.

Want to go to the movies? I'll take you.

If you do not come, I'll burn my hand.

Stop it.

Stop it!

This one. There's singing and dancing.

I have to go home and learn my lines.

- Want me to help? - I can do it on my own.

- You put my photos up. - Yes.

I thought you never wanted to see me again?

They're souvenirs of the past.

What's this?

My diary. Don't touch it!

Don't touch it!

- Why can't I see? - It's personal.

It's mine, for me only.

Nobody has the right to read it. Nobody.

- Not even me? - No, nobody.

You're hiding things from me, is that it?

"The flame in my heart has gone out. "

What is this bullshit?

- Rachid, give it back! - My name's not Rachid, it's Johnny!

Stop it, or I'll kill you for this!

Look here! Want a cigar?

Why not?

I don't know what to do.

Go to a hotel.

That one, for example.

Yes, it's pretty.

He must lose track of you.

I bet he has a good nose...

...like a hunting dog.

Move house just because of him...

Go to a hotel, I said.

Do you think he might become violent...

...your Johnny?

I don't think so. I don't know.

In any case, he won't let me go.

I can't take it, not any more.

For the hotel, I can help if you want...

You're the only one who can help.

Ah, kindness! Kindness!

It's almost the only virtue we have left.

That's fine...

...but it's also a little bit sad.

Ah, love is so complicated.

What does he do?

Not much, odd jobs... he hangs around.

- But he is intelligent. - Very good.

In another world, he could have been something else.

Certainly. Rimbaud, Jim Morrison...

But, Mercedes, you know that in the theatre

the princes and the shepherds never mix.

Unless they disguise themselves.

At the end everyone returns to the way they were.

In the desert, princes and shepherds are the same.

I have to agree.

Johnny is both simultaneously.

That is why he is so rare.

It's easy enough to say that...

...princes and shepherds don't mix.

It's not easy to find someone who makes you tremble with desire.

But in love it's the only thing that counts: that or nothing.

If you have to decide which class you want, forget it.

You'll never make it.

Words have no meaning with him.

The only thing...

...which always remains...

...is that very first flush.

You see what I mean, the flush of love...

That's why he fascinates me.

But now...

It's become too difficult.

Maybe I'm fragile, I don't know.

But what's important for me...

...is to live life day by day...

...or rather, night...

...by night.

What does saying "I love you" mean after a night like that?

What does it mean?

What does it mean saying you...

...love someone after he's spent a night like that with you.

People who say never wait around for the one you love...

...I'd like to smash their hypocritical faces...

How can you stop your heart bursting when you're in love?

...and you hear your neighbour's footsteps in the night, damn it!

You're right, I'll go to a hotel.

It's all I really want now...

...to be undisturbed in my hotel room like in a nursery.

No hope, no problems... undisturbed.

- Just visiting Paris? - No.

You made quite an impression...

...those high heels behind me...

My heart's still... pounding.

Mine too.

It's the first time...

...I've experienced something like this...

When I'm in a situation...

...it's embarrassing. I don't know...

...I don't know what to do.

I know.

What I ought to say... or not say.

Say nothing.

I do things all wrong sometimes...

...but not tonight.

Tonight I don't think I have.

Have you anything to drink?

No, sorry... a glass of water if you like.

Smoke a cigarette, it gives you something to do with your hands.

Good idea.

My name's Pierre. Good day.

Gently...

Come inside for a moment, forever...

Your name is Pierre?

- Yes, and you? - Mercedes.

Are you going to love me?

I don't know... maybe. We'll see.

Yes, I think so.

- And you? - Oh yes.

How do you know?

Because you kissed me between my legs.

Who's there?

Who's there?

What are you doing here?

Whose room is this?

- Who told you that I'm here? - The theatre. Is it a man?

No, I can't sleep at home any more.

Because of me? I mean no harm, Mercedes.

I always liked hotels.

I won't bother you at home any more.

- Well, you came here. - Yes, but not to make trouble.

I have an idea.

Oh yes? What's that?

Let me in.

So what's your idea?

- Let's get married. - What?

I want to marry you... it'll be better like that.

Listen Johnny...

No discusssions. I want to marry you now.

Now?

Yes, today.

You're crazy.

If you love someone you ought to marry them.

It's not that easy.

You must have seen some film set in Las Vegas.

You have to publish banns. It takes at least a month.

You're lying. All you need to do is go to the town hall.

My papers are in order.

I'm not an idiot.

If we get married, I'll stop messing about.

But I don't want to be married, to you or anyone else.

You either love someone or not, that's all.

What about me... you love me...

It's over between us.

You shouldn't be here.

- Who lives here? - Just me.

That's not true.

A man slept here last night.

You don't care, you fuck like a whore.

Stop it! That's nonsense.

Listen: you will now leave...

...quietly, without making a fuss.

I've got work to do. I haven't got time.

I'll be back!

Back to get you out of here!

I'll kidnap you if I have to!

I can't stay here... It's not money. I'll explain...

There's a place in your heart...

...and in your bed? Wow!

That's nice.

Do you want me to come over?

See you this evening, then.

- Where are you? - Over here.

At the end of the corridor.

What a walk...

Coffee?

It's good that I met you right now.

I was falling into a black hole.

Luck arranges things well.

There's no such thing.

It doesn't exist.

That's what I said - luck arranges things well.

What I mean is...

...if it does things when it should, it doesn't exist...

...as luck, that is.

What made us meet...

...on the last Metro?

Destiny?

No, our destinations.

Your schedule.

My working late at the magazine...

...and the Third World War, famine in general...

...little mints in ladies' handbags.

I needed to meet you right now, too.

Mercedes, are you coming?

It is strange

It's strange, when a woman comes you never know...

...whether she's at the height of pleasure or pain.

Indescribable pleasure...

...unspeakable pain,

There's a fine line between them.

The good stuff.

I know a couple...

...who have been together 25 years. They've never been apart.

Can you imagine?

They never spent a single night...

...far from each other... not one.

Charming...

It's not charming, it's sublime!

Is it good, your paper?

Don't you ever read the papers?

No, not much. Sometimes.

You never read what I write?

- What do you write? - Politics, Social Affairs.

I've never read an article by you.

You're only interested in the theatre?

The theatre and a few other things.

Love.

Love? And politics?

Not much, no.

Does it interest you?

- What? - Politics.

Of course it interests me.

In this profession you have to be vigilant, keep up to date.

You can't just dream.

You have to stay ahead of events...

...create them, almost.

But I love it...

...very much indeed.

It was my choice.

I never had a choice.

You chose to be an actress.

I don't think so. I can't remember.

I didn't choose.

It just happened like that.

I never had any choice. I never wanted any.

Only one choice is true, not ten difference ones.

You'd make a terrible journalist.

Hopeless! I could never do it.

Never?

A person can get used to anything, concentration camps...

Anything

On the TV they say journalism is the finest job in the world.

You can't die from it?

You can do, it happens.

There are always stray bullets.

Exactly, it's luck, destiny.

What are you getting at?

You comment on things.

You're outside them... not inside.

But news is important, indispensable, essential.

Without the press, there's no democracy.

They all say pretty much the same thing.

- You don't read the papers. - I know, I can feel it.

Today everybody agrees about pretty much everything.

Nobody says anything, they're all terrified.

All that's left is advertising.

Advertising... and fear.

And you have all the answers?

I don't even try to.

- It's easier. - No.

I'm here, where nobody is trying to stick the pieces together.

I'm all in one piece.

You fly around the world in your big fat planes...

I'm inside, where it's burning hot...

...at the core.

You're lucky.

Maybe that's why I love you.

I hope so.

And me...

Why do you love me? You hate journalists.

You have class.

They exhaust me.

Who tires you?

The papers.

Can I see what you write?

Pick it up and read it, it's all over the place.

It comes out weekly, you know.

I mean your secret writing.

When you lock yourself in and I can't see you...

...or talk to you, or touch you...

...and I have to walk around on tiptoes.

I'll show you...

...later, perhaps...

We have a lot of things to talk about first.

I've got my period.

You still can.

- You think so? - Do you mind?

No, I mean...

If it bothers you, there are other places...

Separation is a good thing.

We'll be even stronger when we're together again.

How long are you going for?

Fifteen days.

Fifteen days!

Fifteen times night will fall...

Night will come fifteen times.

He is not here. He is not here!

I don't know.

Start again with a little more voice.

At the same place?

- No, that wasn't it. - Yes, it was.

Mercedes, the premiere is in six days, so let's go.

Remember the audience!

That the day begins...

That the day begins, the day pass away, Titus and Berenice but do not see.

Listen Mercedes, two weeks ago you knew your lines back to front.

This is Berenice's most famous speech, so please...

Come on!

We open Tuesday!

"In a month, in a day, how will we bear, Sire... "

"... that so many seas separate me from you"

"... and the night... "

"... the night... All cats are grey in the dark...!"

Listen, Mercedes, you can stop this foolishness right now.

This isn't funny!

Can't you see she's not well?

You do your job with the props and allow me to do mine!

You need a rest? Then go to your dressing room.

That the day begins... and Titus...

You go with her... We're waiting.

...today is the feast day of St. Charles...

It's not true, today is Saint Mercedes's Day/

No kiss for me?

Answer when I'm talking to you!

Answer, you whore!

"My body feels like a beached whale... "

"... smothered under its own weight... "

"... and only... "

"... only the grace of your body could bring it back to life"

"The temple of love is silent. "

"At its centre... "

"... a speechless mouth giving no answer... "

"... to the questions it is forever posing... "

"... all about life... "

"... and death. "

"This speechless mouth... "

"... is between temple columns... "

"... a woman's thighs".

"Kneeling between the columns of the temple... "

"... one can kiss the mouth. "

"Its lips open in silence... "

"... in the shape of a rose petal".

"This is the only answer... "

"... and perhaps there are no others"

"Just the rose petal, nothing else... "

"Perhaps... "

"... that's the way of the world"

"... and there are no answers... "

"... only love. "

You're not very talkative.

You used to have more to say, except when making love.

Then it was total silence. I never understood why.

You should have known.

Perhaps. I always thought that words could express everything.

You can say anything.

"In the beginning was The Word... "

I don't think so, no.

As mysterious as ever.

You don't look well. Is something wrong?

Are you unhappy?

Yes...

What is it?

Work? Love?

Love, work, work, love...

Both, then.

I'm fed up with all this strife.

Well, we all have troubles.

Can I do anything? I hate to see you like this.

I don't think so, no.

We could go out, have dinner...

...a little fun.

People have no memory.

Why do you say that? I have a very good memory.

I remember all the details of our affair...

...along with the sordid details.

You forgot one thing... who I am.

Not true... I'm delighted to see you again.

...after all this time.

Do you want us to go somewhere?

I have time. It would do you good.

What are you talking about? Where do you want to go?

We could go to London for 48 hours?

An hour's plane flight can change your life.

A night in a hotel room together...

...to relive the past.

People forget everything.

What have I forgotten?

Everything! For me, the body is sacred.

- Can't we stay good friends? - Never.

Never? Why say that? Anyone would think you hated me.

Not at all. I loved you...

...but you will never be a friend.

You over-complicate your life.

You simplify everything because it suits you.

People all make arrangements.

It's better than war.

You're looking sad. I try to help and you look even worse.

- You used to be less complicated. - I'm not complicated.

I'm really very simple.

I see.

I don't like to see the people I like unhappy. I'm an optimist.

All problems can be solved.

What's the matter? You look strange.

What's happened?

The telephone isn't working. I called fifty times.

I don't like the phone. It rang all the time.

At first I answered. It was people for you.

I couldn't bear it anymore.

I felt bad, and it kept on ringing...

I had to cut the wire.

- The cable? - Yes, with a knife.

With a knife? You're crazy.

There was nothing else. Look.

I cut it...

I was expecting calls. People were trying to reach me.

And I wanted to hear your voice.

I like letters more.

Your letters did me good.

They were my only rays of hope while you were away.

They were beautiful.

I missed you.

Why aren't you dressed? Are you sick?

No. There's no point. I don't go out.

And the theatre?

They found someone else.

They threw you out? Why?

No, I don't think so.

It was me who left.

I didn't know my lines any more.

You didn't know your lines any more...

I need a glass of water.

Have you only been eating cornflakes?

I love them.

They're disgusting. Only American kids eat them.

What are you going to do now?

What?

You mean my work? I know where to find some.

What did you do all day?

Nothing. I thought about you.

I slept. I watched TV.

I read a little.

I went to the supermarket to buy milk and porridge oats.

I masturbated.

I'm glad I wasn't gone for six months.

You'd have gone deaf.

What?

It was when night fell that it was really horrible.

Don't you think it's a bit vulgar?

Did you see the way they looked at you?

It wasn't very nice.

They have the right to dream too.

I do not distinguish between them and those who listen to Racine.

Not the same dreams.

For me they are, just told differently.

And you're a dream merchant?

A dream machine! I don't sell anything.

All the rest is just a waste of time.

I'd rather do that than some TV soap when I've got no work.

- And you like it? - I adore it!

Are you shocked?

Seeing the woman one loves naked in a fun fair...

- One has values. - Of course.

Well, I don't see any there.

But I am as innocent...

...as the litte bird on the branch.

Innocence? I don't understand.

Innocence, purity and sex, those are values.

Yes, but, in Barb�s?

I'd rather be where things are acute than where they're chronic.

Explain.

In Barb�s, the misery is acute. Everywhere else it's chronic.

You see corruption and lies every day...

...you ought to understand, or you understand nothing.

I don't understand anything.

Or rather...

I understand.

But I still can't get used to the idea of that fun fair.

Fornicating in public with a baboon.

A toy one.

Yes, yes, I'd noticed.

Is it serious?

I won't let you go alone this time.

Have you forgotten our pact? We're not married.

That's irrelevant.

No, it's not. There's love and then there's work.

I don't think so.

It's simple enough. I'll have a lot of work to do.

What am I to do with you? I don't want to discuss it.

- Me neither. - Then we agree.

No, absolutely not. You refuse to get involved.

You're all scared of women!

You're all scared!

Of course not, what you're saying is completely stupid.

You take things too seriously, you're too absolute.

You make quite an impression, you know.

You do scare us with your big words: "love all the time", "love till you die"...

Love is real for me when it's there right now.

Right now I can say I love you.

Everything else is just pulp fiction.

The letters you sent me were love letters, real ones.

There were desperat, too - "the cruelty of absence", you said!

A little separation is a good thing, no?

No, I think it's horrible, what you just said.

But I'm not going to Egypt as a tourist.

You'll go and see the pyramids

Possibky. You can see them from Cairo.

You won't see a thing. You'll be blind.

Why?

Because if you love me, you can only see things through my eyes.

Just as I only see through yours.

Without you, I can't see, hear or feel anything.

I can only eat porridge oats and watch TV.

I'm going with you.

You won't miss your monkey in Barb�s?

I am going with you.

All right, but only as far as Cairo, no further.

A TV crew are joining us. I can't have a stranger along.

Especially not a woman. They'll all be men.

I hate journalists and TV commentators.

You prefer strip-teases and gorillas.

Yes, I prefer stripteases and gorillas.

You've cut me!

Are you out of your mind?!

What is all this?

You see, you can see the pyramids from Cairo and vice-versa

You know what? You're hopeless.

We're here amidst all this beauty and that's all you can say?

Recite me a poem, a beautiful love poem.

Look at the Nile.

It's like being on honeymoon.

You're always walking around naked.

The pharaohs will see you from their pyramids,

I'm sure they'll appreciate it.

I hope so.

They were men of taste, even 4000 years ago.

Someone said it was impossible to think when naked.

I think that's very true.

Rodin said that.

This is our last night.

I'm not leaving for 4000 years, just two weeks.

I have appointments all day. See you this evening?

- Last night's restaurant? - Yes, the same.

What are you going to do all day?

Walk through the streets. I love that.

What the hell is she doing?

Have you seen my wife?

She ordered a taxi and left for the station 2 hours ago.

- A taxi for the station? - Yes, 2 hours ago.

Wait a minute. I mean room 103.

Yes, the lady who was with you.

Can I have the key, please?

No message?

Are you sure?

No message?

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