The Life of Emile Zola
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:11:00
- Me?
- Yes.

:11:03
Cognac.
:11:05
Are your eyes on sticks, then,
that they pop out so far?

:11:12
Tell me, what is your name?
:11:15
Satin in this district,
Lucille in Montmartre...

:11:19
...and in Montparnasse,
I'm Georgette or Madeleine.

:11:22
Does it matter?
:11:25
Why do you ask? What do you want?
I have nothing.

:11:28
We have something in common, then.
:11:30
- What?
- Nothing.

:11:33
But your accent isn't Parisian.
:11:37
- Where are you from?
- From Artois.

:11:41
Hedin.
:11:43
- And I wish I was back there.
- Well, perhaps someday you can go home.

:11:49
Me? Go home?
:11:53
Look at me.
:11:55
I can never go home.
:11:57
And I hate Paris.
:12:00
Cold and wet. Hunted like an animal.
:12:04
Starved. Beaten by the police.
It's dirty, beastly. I hate it!

:12:19
- Well?
- When did you first come to Paris?

:12:24
A hundred years ago, when I was 17.
:12:30
You should've seen me then.
I was lovely.

:12:36
Of course, I'm not bad now...
:12:39
...if you look quick
and there's not too much light.

:12:43
You're charming.
:12:48
I was lovely then, really lovely.
:12:55
- I wish I could tell you about it.
- Why don't you?


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