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We spoke of those times, painful and lamented,
when passion is the joy and martyrdom of youth.
An Eye for Beauty
In the centuries that follow,
a civilization is always judged by its architecture.
Building is an activity of hope.
The hope that what we create will be useful
and beautiful.
The hope of telling future generations who we were.
And the hope they will be moved,
as we were by the architecture of those who came before us.
Thank you.
We love your work. - Bravo!
Thank you so much.
Canada is magnificent. The prairies, mountains...
The wild animals.
Forgive me, I have to go.
Again, bravo! - Thank you.
Where are we tomorrow?
The Booksellers Award.
Congratulations, Mr Sauvageau.
Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Here's our man!
Hello, darling.
You OK?
Hey there!
We started. - Perfect.
You made it!
Things good? - Fine, you?
Hey bud. - Dude.
How was Toronto?
Uneventful.
Don't you avoid juries?
On principle, yes.
But they pay $1500 per day plus expenses.
These days I can't afford principles.
Sure, and you drive a T-Bird.
Bought at auction. Cheaper than a Toyota.
But a way classier image.
Aren't you building a house?
One. For a lawyer.
Hard to squeeze money from a lawyer.
Who else was on the jury?
Canada in all its splendor.
A guy from the West Coast,
who'd worked with Arthur Erickson.
RIP.
One from Saskatoon,
half-Native,
so politically desirable.
A big designer from Toronto...
inevitably.
And an engineer from Halifax.
Semi-incompetent, but
he lives a stone's throw from the Atlantic.
From sea to sea.
And the chairwoman. Faculty dean, decorated,
and Jewish. irreproachable.
And the token French-Canadian.
Yours truly!
How's your plantation?
Come see. - Now?
Sure.
Not coming?
For the walk.
I did two hours of track today. I'll stay put.
Here.
Is this it?
Seeds from Humboldt County. - California?
Sinsemilla?
Even better.
A new hybrid.
What's this?
A steel angle. One on each side.
It's not strong enough.
The joint's part of my bracing.
It can't budge.
So what do you want?
Bad back? - It's been a month.
Walking hurts like hell.
Go see Isabelle. - No time!
I need something like this.
In steel.
How will you hide it?
Furring.
No, not furring.
It'll be hideous.
You're the architect. Find a solution.
I'll find something.
When the Montreal symphony hall opened
the architect was barely mentioned.
The politicians crowed while critics blasted the acoustician.
Palais Montcalm, same thing.
When our firm designed the Laval hospital,
we weren't invited to the inauguration!
The mayor, ministers, execs...
even the Mafia was invited.
But not the architects!
An oversight.
They warned us in first year:
An architect's only as good as his client.
At least you can teach. You love it.
I just can't.
That's life.
She's an MD, I'm an RN.
She earns 3 times my salary.
I work as hard, even harder.
I have to go back to Toronto.
Already?
You just got back.
There's a jury for student projects.
They insisted.
We can use the money.
No, Steph. Wait!
Not the yellow ones.
The color doesn't work.
Which ones, then?
White.
Yes, white, please.
Playing in the tournament?
Are you crazy?
Why? - No way.
Why not? You used to compete.
You reached the finals 3 years ago.
You were great.
It made me ill even then.
You never noticed.
I couldn't step back on court.
The idea of competing makes me sick.
Your opponent's out to kill you.
I can't face that again.
It's over.
You hit as well as ever, luv.
You too, babe.
Hello, madame.
What brings you?
I was driving by. I wanted to see you.
Good trip?
Excellent.
You OK?
Fine.
Nothing special?
Nope.
You?
Me? Not really.
Isabelle called.
About playing golf.
You want to?
Sure.
If you do.
In a minute?
In a minute.
We lost our spouses.
They can't be far.
Did you order?
I was waiting.
Where were you?
There. We looked for you.
Right there.
This is awkward, but...
In Toronto,
I slept with a girl.
A prostitute?
No, not a prostitute.
A really nice girl.
I'm scared I may have an infection.
You feel a burning?
A little, maybe.
Like razor blades?
No, it's more...
uncomfortable.
Is there any discharge?
Let's take a look.
Can I just get antibiotics?
I'm the only doctor now.
I see a dozen penises daily.
And I'm not of your persuasion.
Drop your pants.
You're making me hard.
Oh, come on!
Hey, Isa...
Goodness, sorry.
Pee in this, give it to Melissa.
She'll take some blood.
We'll get the results
in 2 days.
Did you make love to Steph?
Don't, for now. I'm 98% sure you're fine there.
But up here...
What?
You may not be cut out to be a Don Juan.
Dear friends,
Luc Sauvageau has talent.
Luc,
Gigi and I will live in the most beautiful house on the North Shore.
Thank you.
Thank you so much!
Very kind. Look...
May I?
I designed it, but Roger built it.
Cheers.
My back's feeling its age. Thanks, Luc.
My pleasure, Roger.
Come see me tomorrow, Mr Bouchard.
I'm building a house. No time.
I start at 7:30. You'll be first in line.
I'll bring him.
That's all I need.
7:30.
I'll expect you.
I just love architecture.
I'm crazy about beauty.
At college I was quite the artist.
Wonderful.
I'm on 2 Ministry of Culture committees.
Really? Fantastic.
You must know Pascal Montambault, the director of the Museum of Civilization.
Work the ball!
That's it! 1,
2.
3, 4... and switch!
Go on! 1, 2...
Look at each other, girls!
Two touches!
Keep possession.
Possession!
Yes!
Well?
You're fine, but I have bad news.
Mr Bouchard's not good.
It looks serious.
I'm sending him to Quebec City for tests.
Better go see them.
Their kids are far away.
Thanks.
Did Isabelle
say anything?
She said it's serious.
That's probably all she knows.
We won't worry yet.
Let's wait for the tests.
I slept with a girl in Toronto.
An escort?
No, a girl.
Well, it happens.
Your wife seems depressed.
I know. I'm getting worried.
Going hunting?
Goose hunting, next week.
With your pal?
Yeah.
Jean's going moose hunting.
His mom told me.
I better go.
I'll be back.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I saw you pull in.
What did you do today?
Nothing.
Nothing?
I didn't do any work.
I went to see Roger.
How is he?
Bad shape.
The girls were real pains.
They must feel the storm coming.
It's going to snow.
Oh yeah?
The radio said.
That girl in Toronto...
I think about her.
Only normal.
Don't do what Hugo did.
The doctor?
When Isabelle arrived here, he didn't know she's lesbian.
He found her brilliant, beautiful...
He fell hard.
Head over heels.
He's the strictly honest kind.
So he told his wife.
She went ballistic,
left in the middle of the night.
Next day he declared his love to Isabelle.
She said she liked him, but was living with Melissa,
and he could go stuff his fantasies.
He moved up north.
Never found anyone else.
He ruined his life.
Trying to be loyal and sincere.
Is it dry enough?
Probably. We'll see.
It's really smooth.
You're right.
Very mellow.
You OK?
It's strong.
You could've warned me!
You OK, my love?
I don't feel well.
Want to lie down?
Let me.
I'll take you.
I'll help you UP-
Come on.
Are you OK?
I'm fine. It's over.
There's none left.
She's sick.
Really sick?
So?
Good.
What's my time?
I forgot to click.
Steph, jeez!
Sorry, my mind was elsewhere.
Yeah, but...!
Sorry.
I want to go home.
Get me out of here.
You need treatment.
My brother went through this.
I know what to expect.
Take me home.
I know, I spoke to the nurse.
So, do I bring him home?
We're not equipped here.
He's parked in the fucking hall, he's miserable.
That's how it is.
Can you control his pain?
I'll try.
What can I say?
I'm so tired of cases like this.
I understand.
You OK?
We built some beautiful houses.
We tried, anyway.
Not try, dammit!
We succeeded.
If you say so.
My nephew Jean...
You should hire him.
He's almost as good as me.
We're not there yet.
You thought about it.
Come on!
Don't lie to me.
I know you inside out.
As ambitious as hell.
You thought about it.
OK, then.
I thought about it.
Glad to hear it.
I've been loved to perfection for 34 years.
Few women can say that.
Are we real?
Yeah.
Of course.
And them?
Who, them?
On TV.
It's a documentary.
But reality can't be everywhere.
You know?
Not exactly.
Re... reality can't be everywhere.
There's us and...
Or else...
There's nothing.
I feel panic.
I feel panic.
Stop.
Try to sleep.
Come back.
Don%go.
I'll be outside.
No, stay here.
Don't move.
Don't leave me alone.
Never abandon me.
I'm not abandoning you.
I'm here.
I won't move, my love.
If you did, I'd kill myself.
I'll always be here.
We're here!
My first contract was an Econoprix drugstore.
The horror!
I met the CEO in his 40th-floor office.
He said, "Our customer lives in an ugly house
with ugly furniture, ugly curtains,
on an ugly street.
I want him to feel right at home.
I want ugly drugstores.
It's made me billions."
I went to my boss and quit.
We took over.
Designed monstrosities that earn millions.
You're not forced to read a bad book, or listen to bad music.
In elevators. - Shops.
Restaurants.
A building's worse!
An ugly building that you have to look at every day poisons your life.
Most people don't realize.
Ugliness is a crime against humanity.
Thanks.
Your crรฉpes are exquisite!
I had help.
You're too fast for me.
Your mouth's a Popsicle.
Don't like it?
On the contrary.
Let's go.
Stop!
What?
Stop.
Wait.
I can't...
I can't go back up.
Why not?
The lift.
Get the car.
I'll wait here.
We've skied here for years.
You've always taken this lift.
I can't do it.
I swear.
It's silly. Come on.
Come with me.
I'll hold you tight.
Okay?
I'm scared.
We'll fall.
No, we won't.
Don't worry.
We'll be fine.
Nearly there.
I can't!
We're there.
Let me go!
Stop! - Calm down.
We're going home.
No need.
You've only skied one run.
I'll have a coffee.
I'll Wait.
You go ski.
I can't leave you alone.
It's OK, don't worry.
I'll be safe in the restaurant.
Go have fun.
No, look at me.
Are you sure?
I'm fine.
What do you want us to do?
Some sprints?
Practise passing, maybe?
It's funny.
Have you ever gone on MatchCom
or eHarmony?
You visit those sites?
A girl can dream.
It's fascinating.
People are more and more demanding.
Thanks.
The other day a woman was seeking...
a mycologist, avid cyclist,
between 35 and 39,
no beard or moustache, but not bald.
I mean, really!
Maybe he exists.
But that's just the question:
Today, with the Internet,
will everyone find their soulmate?
With us, it was luck.
Nicolas and I were neighbors as teens.
Alas.
Luck.
We worked in the same hospital.
Enfant-Jรฉsus.
Luck.
How'd you two meet?
We were on the varsity tennis team.
Luck.
He was a country boy with long legs.
He'd grown too fast.
He was timid,
always blushing.
So endearing.
Hi.
You good?
Your wife...
She won't make it alone.
She won't?
She needs help.
I dragged her here.
Shall I ask around?
You home tomorrow night?
No. I have a regional committee meeting.
Is Melissa going?
Yeah, she's seeing friends. Why?
I hoped Steph could visit.
I'll be in Quebec.
Sorry.
I feel guilty.
I'll see what I can do.
I'll let you know.
Thanks.
Welcome.
Sure you'll be OK?
Yeah, yeah.
You could go stay with Nicolas.
What for?
So you're not alone.
I'm used to it.
See you tomorrow.
Goodness!
Hey, Pascal.
To what do I owe the unexpected honor?
You've left your rustic retreat,
yet snubbed our last opening.
I work non-stop.
Hello, madame.
You've met?
Yes, I have a project for them.
A project in Toronto?
We're still just talking.
I want to hear.
Of course.
Can I offer you two a drink?
We have a meeting with a banker
about the project.
In Quebec City?
Yeah, complicated financing.
Have a good meeting.
Thank you.
Come back to Quebec without telling me,
I'll be quite angry.
I'll let you know. I swear.
See you!
How are you?
Fine, you?
Just great.
We got the Hydro contract.
Fantastic.
Is Stรฉphanie here?
No, she had to work.
Tell her I said hi.
Will do.
Steph!
What?
You scared me.
Why are the rifles out?
You haven't moved?
Did you eat?
This is crazy.
Not hungry.
How are you today?
You know what?
I've had an amazing offer.
The Cistercians.
To build an abbey.
Just imagine.
Like John Pawson!
I took you to his monastery
in Bohemia.
Remember?
It's the opportunity of a lifetime.
Isn't that great?
I have to leave.
I have to work.
Hockey, hunting...
It's not enough.
Even love's not enough.
It is for me.
Everybody's different.
I'll sell this place.
She's by the river today.
Thanks.
It's so hard to explain.
Even to imagine.
It's so painful.
I wanted to rip my head off...
to kill myself, just to stop it.
To stop the pain.
I thought I was attracted to Melissa.
I know.
How did you know?
I saw you kissing one day.
At the golf club.
And you said nothing?
What could I say?
Idunno.
You could've slapped me.
Or called me a slut.
Not my style.
Alas.
Sorry.
I had a fling with a girl from Toronto.
You did?
She even came to Quebec City.
How long did it last?
2 nights.
SOLD
What's your title?
3rd assistant coach of the national team.
Impressive.
Yeah, right.
And your abbey?
Coming along.
Say you'll always love me.
Always.
Amazing radishes.
The first of the season.
At the Canadian delegation.
Again, congratulations.
Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Who was that?
A lady...
from my past.
You have many ladies in your past.
No, not really.
Should I believe you?
Always, darling.
Are you hungry?
Famished.
Wait here.
It's me.
Ready for your medal?
I have it already.
I thought it was tomorrow.
No, today.
Fantastic.
You know the place Simon and I bought?
There's a leak in the ceiling.
I'm in Paris.
I know that. When you come back.
Then we see Juana's family in Madrid.
When you're back.
OK, I'll try to drop by.
That's sweet.
I love you.
Me too.
See you soon.
Salami.
Mara vil/oso!
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