THE LAST DAY
Pardon me?
Got a cigarette?
Sure.
I forgot mine.
Thanks.
Well...
goodnight.
Goodnight.
Seems to be lifting, could've eaten outside.
- It's freezing. - Thinks it's July.
Simon called.
What time?
About 9:30.
Could've told me.
I am telling you.
Misterwas awake, so he called.
That phone in the corridor's a pain.
I've said that foryears.
- When does he arrive? - Doesn't know.
Today, tomorrow. His usual mysterious self!
- He has workto do. - Like to see it.
So would I.
Try his studio.
It's roach infested.
- Ever seen his work? - Call that work?
I call it hot air, not a livelihood.
Never begs from you.
No, like yourself, he'd die first.
Don't start again.
Think I'm a fool?
I knowyou're paying his way,
when he could easily get ajob.
But I'm too dumb to understand his ''work''.
You don't understand because
you won't tryto.
You won't suffer, so you do nothing.
Your plates...
In we go...
Come along.
Leave your stuff, I'll prepare the room.
Sleeping in the same room?
I dunno.
Well, work it out.
Hungry?
Yes.
You sleep naked or in a T-shirt?
In a T-shirt.
What's that smell?
I love it, it's so evocative.
Maybe the wood.
Can you help?
Who's that in the photo?
- Which one? - The big one.
- Me. - The state ofyou!
The hair and all...
- My Jim Morrison look. - A bit off!
Gonna help?
Who's he? Is that you?
No, that's...
my brother.
He died before I was born.
Careful, it's hot!
- Garlic? - I knewyou were coming.
Not true.
- Says who? - She was waiting bythe phone.
Not at all.
Maybe I call every day unknown to you.
- Offwe go! - Alice...
He calls on the sly, he ghosts around,
travels by UFO, and may be
a real-estate king!
Sorry, I don't feel well.
What's up? Can I get you something?
An anxiety attack.
I think I'll turn in.
See you tomorrow.
- It's delicious. - Not overdone?
It's missing something.
Yes, a bit bland...
Everthe kind word.
Never knowwho we might hurt.
- Or be hurt by. - Meaning who?
- Feel under attack? - Not at all.
You don't show it.
- A madhouse. - Simon told me.
What are you studying?
Studying? Like Simon.
Meaning?
Exactlythe same thing.
Not exactly.
In first yearyou don't have life drawing.
What's life drawing?
You have to draw a model
who poses on a podium...
For 10, 15, 30 minutes...
sometimesjust 10 seconds to capture the...
- And who poses? - Who poses?
It depends... Kind of odd-looking girls,
not too pretty, kind of plump.
A bit like you, in fact.
You could do it, hear it pays well.
I met Mathieu the other day.
Told him I was coming?
Of course.
Is this clean or dirty?
Let's see.
- Clean. - You sure?
Yeah. Leave it, I'll do it.
Fuck!
What's up?
Dammit!
Fucking thing!
I rinsed in cold water.
- How old are you? - 17. And you?
- 18. - Wouldn't think it.
Got some underwear?
I can't wearthese for ever.
Simon!
Askyour sisterto go along.
- Want to come? - Where?
- To the pub. - To do what?
To do what...
To dance, have a laugh,
fool around, get drunk, snort coke...
- You're offyourtree. - Well, have fun.
Can you wait a sec? I want to pee.
Keep an eye.
Thanks.
- Got a Kleenex? - No.
Wait here, I won't be long.
What are you playing at?
Been waiting half an hour.
This is Mathieu...
Louise.
Hello.
Can we go? I'm sick ofthis.
Coming for a walk?
I dunno.
A bit of sea air...
Do you good, you're so pale.
Have I a spot there?
Looks like a spider bite.
All across your shoulders!
Hold on.
What're you doing?
It stings, but It'll cure it.
Where's my raincoat?
In the barn.
Will she ever learn to shut a door?
And he to shut his mouth?
Where are you going?
Tojoin Dad on the boat!
What boat?
Your Dad and Gerard bought a boat.
Some notion from last year. Now it's done.
- He nevertold me. - You'vejust arrived.
Seen the mood he's in?
That's how he is.
He's not like that with everyone.
With Alice, it's different...
Yeah, so maybe if I attempted suicide...
Simon, don't start!
I'm not...
You've got your Mommy.
Your darling Mommy.
Lay off, Mom, I'm 20 years old.
Same thing.
Same thing...
Until we have kids parents
just don't get it!
Where are you now?
The bar?
End ofthe corridor.
Le Grand Large Hotel.
Marc...
Marie...
No kiss?
Have a seat.
- Didn't thinkyou'd come. - Nor I.
Whisky?
No. Yes...
- How do you find me? - Changed.
A lot or a little?
I can't say...
You haven't really changed.
I want you in my arms.
It's true.
Sillyfool.
I mean it.
So?
- What? - What's going on?
Nothing special.
No...
You resurface 20 years
on and all is normal.
You thought we'djust fuck?
I didn't think anything...
All and nothing.
You speak like you write, well.
So they say...
I just felt like seeing you,
for a little while, just like that.
For no reason?
Sit down.
We can't see each other, ever again.
I have to go.
Don't ever call my place.
I'll call you.
You okay?
Fine.
I'll take a shower.
Bythe way...
I bumped into Mathieu.
At Chassiron...
He's teaching me to ride.
Neat, eh?
Yeah.
Any plans fortonight?
'Cos Mathieu asked us round
to the lighthouse.
Want to?
No, you go ahead.
I won't go without you.
I don't feel like going out.
Nowwe all kiss!
Nowyou two!
You can do better! A big French kiss!
Come on!
Bravo!
- Where are you going? - With Brnice.
Herfolks rented a villa in Biarritz.
You're so lucky!
Yeah, they invited me, as a birthday gift.
Some gift.
Not something you'd know about.
No, I frequent the wrong people.
Myfriends are broke, their parents too.
But they're great fun,
so my gifts are to myself.
Imagine ifyou'd to saythankyou!
Wise up, will you?
Holidaying with folks
always has its price.
Not at all.
Sure, last summeryou said
what a bore her motherwas.
Unlike some, I like to please,
notjust myself!
To please?
So you suck off herfather on the sly?
That's enough!
Saw an article last year on your exhibition.
I was real proud.
There were two photos you'd done.
But badly printed, all blurred.
They'd framed one across the forehead.
A kid at an airport, I think.
Don't you find something's changed?
Where?
Between us.
It's odd seeing you again.
Why?
Here, underthese conditions.
I mean, with Louise and stuff.
What's odd about it?
It's not like before.
A dead gull on the
balcony, it's all yucky.
What's going on?
I had a nightmare.
Really?
We were on this beach...
No, don't tell.
And it's so hot, with these T-shirts...
Not hot?
What's up?
I've a crick in my neck.
Like a massage?
Yeah.
Where are your parents?
In Paris.
What do they do?
They get by...
Myfatherwrites, books and stuff.
And my mother left a long time ago...
upped and left, overnight.
Without saying?
Saying what?
Why don't we make love?
You prefer Mathieu, is that it?
Not in bed?
What're you doing?
Taking a bath.
- At two in the morning. - Half-three.
Who was there?
Everyone, except you.
Martine's going to La Rochelle tomorrow.
Ifyou want to go, she's leaving at 11.
No way.
- Sorry? - Nothing.
Who won?
England, three nil.
Could do with a TV here.
- Thanks! - What? Sorry.
Who wants a hot chocolate?
It's nothing...
Yeah? Like to see you.
You're pressing too hard. Let me try...
Got a bandage?
Yeah.
Really suits you.
Have a look.
How does it feel?
Isn't it a bit bridal?
No, it never reallywas.
It's nice and airy.
But not exactly Christmas.
That's the whole point.
Don't like Christmas?
Know anyone who does?
What's this dress?
Don't like it?
Looks like a wedding dress.
Your mother gave it to me.
Said we've got to dress up.
Look at me.
Close your eyes.
Okay.
Hurry up, they're ready downstairs.
The guests have arrived.
I need a little room...
They're here, but they don't go out.
He's okay, but she's not well.
She had breast cancer.
Really? I didn't know.
They removed the right breast.
Dearfriends, I propose a toast
to our new boat.
A happy NewYearto you all!
Happy NewYear!
And to the future
young married couple!
What are you making?
Vodka and apple.
Is it a nice mix?
- A new cocktail? - Taste...
It's strong.
Let me try again.
Not bad.
Want it?
Damn!
Broke my lipstick.
Can I taste too?
Smells like piss.
Show me?
Hey, it really suits you!
Should wear it more often.
Let's see again.
Thought you weren't coming.
I changed my mind.
Good.
Hi, three beers please!
Is it a problem that I...
get on well with her?
You sure?
I wouldn't want to...
Don't worry.
You know she's underage?
Not that it'd botheryou.
On the contrary, no?
Thanks.
Doesn't suit you at all.
What?
All that gaudy make-up.
I preferyou natural, without it.
And thosejingly bracelets
aren't too nice either.
They looktarty.
I thinkyour eyes are wonderful,
as if lit from within.
Like a Breton lighthouse.
How about a last drink?
Ifyou like... but I'm going to bed.
Me too.
Wait.
Can I have a cigarette?
I'll stay here a while.
Mom...
Mom...
What time is it?
What're you doing here?
I wanted some air and I dozed off.
Did you have fun?
Goodnight.
We said never again.
You said never again.
I said never again.
Feel guilty?
I would, if I were you.
And you feel no guilt?
I wish I'd never met you.
I know.
Why really did you return?
Foryou.
Liar.
You want to see him.
To meet him, is that it?
Yes.
I'm not the only one.
- Where'd you meet Simon? - In school.
Have to buy before you eat!
Right away, Madam.
Been together long?
But we're not together.
Not together?
No, we're kind offriends...
Like brother and sister?
Will that be all?
But you sleep together.
Yes, but we're not together.
Fancy some clementines?
Ripe, or not?
How much?
Half as many again?
There you go...
Thankyou.
Have a nice day.
Goodbye.
Where's my black polo shirt?
- In the cupboard. - I just looked.
Then, I don't know.
Whereveryou left it.
Are you taking the piss?
What's got into you?
Are you crazy?
What're you doing?
What're you doing?
See foryourself.
What's all this carry on?
I'm stifling...
I'm bored, ifyou prefer.
Where are you going?
Suddenly interested?
I'm going for a stroll,
along the harbour.
Don't you ever do that?
Alone, at all hours, no.
You're missing something.
Maybe, but ifyou keep...
Shut it! You bore me!
You don'teven knowwhyyou came.
Whyareyou here?
- Let's swim. - Don'tbe stupid.
I said, let's swim.
You're crazy, I have to go.
What time is it?
Marc, what time is it?
Marc, stop!
Answer, you scare me.
Marc!
Marie!
Should've told him.
Told him the truth,
from the very start.
But I'm not letting you go.
See? I'm holding
on and I won't let go.
Your mom's buggered off...
Don't knowwhat's needling her.
Always at a loose end, happy nowhere...
I dunno...
Must be the mid-life crisis.
You okay?
I guess.
You haven't seen the boat yet.
Tomorrow, ifyou want...
And where's yourfiance?
Myfiance?
Louise.
She's gone out.
Without you?
Yeah.
I'm gonna get some sleep.
Will I leave the door ajar?
No, you can close it.
Goodnight, son.
Simon!
Where were you? We looked all over.
I'm talking to you.
He bores you without me around, eh?
Think I don't notice?
I'm going, Simon.
With Mathieu...
North of Brittany, to Ile de Houat.
I think I'm in love.
And him?
Him too.
He'll come to Paris, which proves...
Which proves you're totally naive!
It proves nothing at all.
I love you, Simon.
You wait till you leave to say it?
You love people on the way out?
We can't love as we like...
but differently.
Yeah, sure.
I left my address and
phone number in the drawer.
Just go.
Maybe we ought to leave tonight?
One day more or less...
Why?
Fewer people on the roads.
Need time to pack...
It won't take long.
Simon wants to stay an extra week.
Leave the boat in the harbour, come backforthe weekend.
As you like...
When your brother died, your sisterwas two.
I wanted another child,
another boy...
Not to replace him, Simon...
You never did take
the place of the dead.
It was to live...
that life go on.
But your dad didn't want.
So...
I found one who did.
He leaves saturday from
the Grand Large Hotel.
If you want to see him
his name's Bromberg.
Marc...
Bromberg.
That door needs repainting.
Hello...
Hello.
I'd like to see Mr Bromberg...
Mister?
Bromberg, B-R-O-M-B-E-R-G
Sorry, he checked out this morning.
Really?
Thankyou.
Sorry, it's me again.
Whatroom was he in?
I'lljustcheck foryou...
Room 112.
Thankyou.
Am I dead?
Have I died or not?
I don't care...
Even if I am dead I'll return,
next year...
with my Mommy.
We'll go for a drive and sing songs.
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