: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.
:28:02
You can never go back to it,
and I've never left it.
:28:08
Paul.
:28:11
- Will you write?
- No.
:28:17
But I'll remember.
:28:52
- What's the matter, dear? Tired?
- No, no. Just thinking.
:28:58
Cézanne's gone.