:26:02
This most exquisite majolica.
:26:05
I chanced upon it in a little,
out-of-the-way shop in Venice.
:26:09
The work on this...
:26:14
- Won't you sit down, Paul?
- No, I must go.
:26:19
- It's goodbye.
- Goodbye?
:26:22
Yes. I'm going south,
back to the country.
:26:29
You can't do that, man.
Why, Paris is the very center...
:26:32
Paris isn't for me any longer.
:26:35
Come, Paul.
:26:38
We're old friends.
:26:41
Out with it. What is it?
:26:44
- You really want me to tell you?
- Why, of course.
:26:47
You're wealthy now, world-famous...
:26:51
...a member of the Legion of Honor.
:26:56
You've come a long way from the days
when we starved together in an attic.
:27:02
And you shouted:
:27:03
"Burn the books of the hypocrites,
the shams...
:27:07
...and let their lying pages
warm the bones of a man of truth."
:27:14
Sometimes I'm tempted to give in
and paint for...
:27:20
No, Émile.
:27:23
An artist should remain poor.
:27:27
Otherwise his talent, like his stomach,
grows fat and stuffy.
:27:35
I am sorry, Émile, but I had to say it.
You're my oldest and my dearest friend.
:27:43
- I couldn't go without telling you this.
- Paul.
:27:49
Won't you stay?
:27:53
I need someone to remind me
of the old, struggling, carefree days...
:27:59
...fighting for a foothold.