: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.
:29:00
- Back to Provence.
- Yes, I know. I met him in the hall.
:29:05
- You didn't quarrel?
- Quarrel? With Cézanne?
:29:13
But he's taken something of me with him.
:29:17
- The last of my youth.
- Oh, rubbish.
:29:24
He said I was getting too famous
and too fat.
:29:31
Well, what if I have?
:29:35
I've fought my battles. I want calm, rest.
:29:43
- From now on, I could look only backward.
- That's just idle talk.
:29:49
Come, let's play a game of piquet.
:29:52
Strange, isn't it?
:29:56
Paul and I.