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A Gentle Woman

She looked about 16.
Remember?

Yes.

I paid no attention to her
at first

I was being smart

What a treasure!

At that moment, I suddenly
noticed her...

...and began to think
about her

Next time, she brought
an amber cigarette holder...

... nothing special

I wouldn't do it
for another

She took the bills

I knew she'd return

When she did,
we spoke

Her parents dead...

...some relatives used her
as a servant

I spend the little they give me
on books

That's all I have.
I've nothing left. After...

After?

- I'll manage
- How?

I don't know. Maybe I'll
advertise, like this

No...

This is how it's done

Young student...

Young student seeks
au pair or housework

Come. The gold interests me

You keep the Christ,
I'll take the metal

Me? Why?
No.

Don't scorn what
is offered you.

I've been poor too,

and if I do a job I detest...

Your revenge is on the poor,
but not on me?

I am the power which
intends evil...

...but engenders good.
I know the saying

Have you read Goethe?

Not very carefully

Mephistopheles says that
when he meets Faust.

You are odd.

She meant: "I didn't expect
to find an educated man"

I'm sure she thought that.

She was delighted with me.

Museum of Natural History
Zoological and Botanical Garden

Say yes, and I promise you
happiness.

It all seems impossible.

All what?

Men... a man...

And love? Don't you
love anyone?

No. Not yet.

You don't want love. You want
me to agree to marry you.

What do you want?

I don't know... something more.
Marriage bores me

Millions of women...
hope for marriage.

Perhaps. But there
are monkeys, too.

Don't come with me.
I live just here

I asked you not to follow me.

Why?
- This house is sinister...

The people are sinister.

Say yes, and you can
leave here forever

Say yes!
Say it!

You have given your vows,
and I pronounce you man and wife.

I quenched this elation.

This apartment will have to do
until we can afford better.

We can go to the cinema...

...but rarely to the theatre,
it's too costly.

It will take 4 or 5 years
to save capital.

What capital?

You despise money, I know.

I just don't care. I must broaden your
outlook, so you see thing differently.

I wanted a solid happiness.

Why did we take to silence
from the first?

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- Who are those girls?
- Peasants, come to lend a hand.

How beautiful they are,
what rosy cheeks!

I know whose eyes are bigger
than his belly

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I was sure, then, of her love.
She loved me.

Or wanted to love me?
Or wanted to love.

All that time... I suffered
from incessant jealousy.

Where've you been?

She had a passion for books
and records.

You know the Natural
History Museum?

You must go, you'll be amazed.

The same material for all animals,
differently arranged...

...for a mouse, an elephant,
for a man.

She made me see woman as
an instrument of pleasure.

We make a pair, too.
All built to a pattern

- Don't you like flowers?
- Me?

- What are you looking at?
- You.

Isn't this dangerous?

No.

Our first quarrel arose over
her whimsical buying...

...paying too much.

Thank you, thank you.

It's easy to be generous

It's my money.

Maybe. But it gives you
no rights over me.

I have the right to protect
our living.

Don't try ruling me with money.
Understand?

Idiot!

Coward!

Her face changed in a second.

Gentleness was replaced by
defiance, revolt.

I waited for her all day. I'd
been given tickets for "Hamlet"

Hurry!

Where have you been?

I can't not know.

Not know what?

A hit, a very palpable hit

Hamlet, this pearl is thine.

To thy health.
Pass him the cup

I'll play this bout first;
set it by awhile

On guard!

Another hit; what say you?

Our son shall win

He's fat and scant of breath.
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin,

The queen carouses
to thy fortune,

Gertrude, do not drink,

I will, my lord; I pray you
pardon me.

- The poisoned cup; it is too late.
- Come, let me wipe thy face

I dare not drink yet, madam
by and by.

Part them

They are incens'd

Look to the queen there, ho!

They bleed on both sides.
How is it, my lord?

How is't Laertes?

Why, as a woodcock to mine
own springe; Osric

I am justly killed with
mine own treachery

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No, no, the drink, the drink

O, my dear Hamlet! The drink,
the drink! I am poisoned.

O, Villainy! Ho! Let the door be
locked! Treachery! Seek it out

It is here, Hamlet.
Thou art slain

The treacherous instrument is in
thy hand unbated and envenom'd

The foul practice hath
turned itself on me

Lo, here I lie, never to rise
again. Thy mother's poisoned

I can no more.
The king, the king's to blame

The point, envenomed, too!

The point, envenomed, too!

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O, yet defend me, friends.
I am but hurt

Here, thou incestuous murd'rous
damned Dane

Drink off this potion.
Is thy union here?

Follow my mother

He is justly served. It is
a poison tempered by himself

Exchange forgiveness with me,
noble Hamlet

Mine and my father's death come
not upon thee, nor thine on me!

Report me and my cause aright
to the unsatisfied

Never believe it. I am more an
antique Roman than a Dane

As th'art a man, give me the cup.
Let go. By heaven, I'll have it!

What a wounded name,

things standing thus unknown,
shall live behind me!

If thou didn't ever hold me in thy heart,
absent thee from felicity awhile

And in this harsh world
draw thy breath in pain,

to tell my story

O, I die! The potent poison
quite o'ercrows my spirit

But I do prophesy th' election
lights on Fortinbras

He has my dying voice,

so tell him

with th' occurents,
more and less, which have solicited

The rest is silence

Now cracks a noble heart

Good night, sweet prince

And flights of angels
sing thee to thy rest!

Why does the drum
come hither?

I knew it they omitted this,
so they could bellow

This is Hamlet's advice
to the players:

Speak the speech as
I pronounced it to you,

But if you mouth it, as many of our players do,
I had as lief the towncrier spoke my lines

for in the very torrent, tempest,
whirlwind of your passion,

you must acquire and beget
a temperance...

Carrying on as if nothing had
had happened infuriated me

I feared her silence, so I
asked no more questions

That night as always, we
delighted in each other

But she didn't change
her ways...

...and I sought only the
possession of her body

My real torment
began one day...

You changed the desks
without telling me

This was his third visit!

Suddenly, I wanted to shoot,
to destroy them

Do you know what it is to suffer
with such a gentle woman?

...beautiful woman...

It's a rending, burning agony.

I was sure I'd find them
together.

She was back, as if nothing
had happened.

Afterwards, everything was
an excuse to quarrel.

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If it hadn't been the flowers
it would've been something else.

I thought you didn't like flowers.

Who gave them to you?

- No one.
- Someone did. You're lying

Tell me!

Let me go!

- Where are you going? Stay!
- It isn't possible now.

I know where you're going.

Operation Adler was to destroy
the R.A.F. prior to invasion

Goring promised troop transports
would be unopposed.

This great air battle lasted
from July 1st to August 20th.

1,300 German bombers and 1,200 fighters,
against 57 British squadrons.

The entire R.A.F.

I feared she might act
against herself.

She was tormenting me.

Is it true what they say?

3 years ago you were a bank
manager; they fired you.

I'd never told her.
Why not?

I wasn't fired, resigned over
an irregularity I didn't commit.

After that you were
more or less a beggar.

I was desperate, out of work.

Not now; you've become
a financier again.

Who told her?

I went to her former home.

I had to know.

Was it the boy who saw her
at the shop?

They game me a name
and address.

Boulevard Lannes.

I forgot about the gun
in my pocket.

Why did I decide
to walk that way?

Suddenly, she sat up
and spoke.

Get out.
Come on.

I'd made out a few words.
They were to her credit.

She might've seen me in the
mirror, and thought quickly.

But such doubt was impossible.
She had rejected his advances.

I knew it. To hurt me,
out of hatred,

she'd gone to this boy, whose
face I didn't even try to see.

She was deeply affected...
It lasted till we got home.

I was exhausted. She just sat
in the chair.

It was the first time she
hadn't slept beside me.

When I awoke, daylight shone
through the curtains.

I pretended to be asleep.

I'd glanced so quickly, she
might think I was really asleep.

It wasn't likely I'd close my
eyes having seen what I had.

She might stop if she thought
I'd seen and expected death.

The bed proved I had seen
that I knew.

The gun remained
on the table.

I'm here, alive.
It's me. Look.

For 6 weeks you and the nurse
cared for her.

I spared no expense. I was
even happy to spend on her.

But I avoided her eyes.

After the funeral, I'll
go away for a week.

No, wait! Anna.
Stay.

Sleep...

I want to pray, but
I can only think.

When she got up,
you sat her in that armchair.

She, too, was content
to say little.

I told myself she must
have time to forget.

Winter passed as a time
of waiting.

We often walked together;
not always in complete silence.

I tried to dispel the
air of silence.

You were right: the same raw
material for all animals.

It's extraordinary.

I never saw her looking at me.

Was it timidity on her part?

She had such a gentle manner

MUSEUM OF MODERN ART

There's a gulf between
painting, and this.

irritated sometimes,
but not angry.

I didn't see her as a criminal
I'd forgiven her.

She seemed beaten, humiliated.
I felt great pity for her.

But I felt a certain satisfaction,
too. I enjoyed our inequality.

I bought some worthless things,
as a gesture.

I felt she was really pleased
about that.

She was so pale and thin, I was
struck by her pensiveness.

She's weak after her illness.

Take her to the sea...
or to the mountains.

I feel quite well.

I didn't realize then:

because I cared like
a real husband, she was ashamed.

But a month later...
you remember.

Is she singing?
- Sometimes, when you're out.

In my house! Has she
forgotten I exist?

I did not pity her it was
something else.

No one would understand
my feeling of rapture.

The fault was mine... a man's
foolish image of a woman.

I wanted to take, not give;
take you and give nothing.

But I shall give you all,
make a paradise for you.

Say something.

I want to believe in you, to be
proud through utter faith.

I love you.
I want you.

Don't torment me.

We're going away.
This shop is a great mistake.

We'll go wherever you like.
Tomorrow, now, at once!

I love you.

And I was thinking
you'd leave me.

She let slip words that
pierced my heart.

As long as I was near her, I
couldn't but hope; I was happy.

I was not paying attention
to her fear.

She said: I was thinking
you'd leave me.

And me appealing to her;
me, the husband in need of love.

Is it hereditary, the young
bird's ability,

to emit the particular song
of its species,

or is it learned by listening,
by imitation?

What can we do?

It seems almost certain that,
to a variable degree,

every bird is predisposed
to its characteristic song.

We must leave everything
and go.

Where?

I thought merely of going,
that was the main thing.

Anywhere. Far away...
with space and sunlight.

We'll live new life
together.

But we won't be new.

We will be.

- Can one change?
- Completely.

Our quarrels and unhappiness
will disappear.

Nothing will remain. You will
let me adore you, worship you.

I want something else.

Why? I love you.
I'll always love you.

Isn't that enough?

That terrible evening, when I
found you on Boulevard Lannes,

I saw how understanding you were,
repulsing that boy.

How innocent, too.

This morning she was still alive

I was struck by her calm;
I'd tossed all night

I shall be a faithful wife.
I will respect you.

I kissed her wildly,

like a husband after
a long absence.

But why did I go out then?

And why did she...?

What's wrong, Madame?

Nothing, leave me.
No. Come here

Are you reconciled? Happy?

Yes, Anna, happy

Open your eyes.
A second, for only a second.