:08:01
Soft...
:08:05
My hair is like so many blond
silk threads!
:08:11
Shimmering!
:08:13
Clean!
:08:15
Women must give up filmy negligees...
:08:18
and romantic style nightgowns.
:08:22
Out of doors or in bright light, lingerie
loses its charm and becomes indecent.
:08:34
Olympio's melancholy
:08:41
Give me the keys to the Lincoln.
:08:43
You're leaving?
:08:45
I'm tired.
:08:48
I've got a machine to see with,
called eyes.
:08:52
To hear with, I've got ears.
:08:55
To talk with, a mouth.
:08:57
But they feel like separate machines,
there's no unity.
:09:03
A person ought to feel unified.
:09:07
I feel like I'm divided up.
:09:11
You talk too much,
it makes me tired just listening.
:09:15
You're right... I talk too much.
:09:18
A man alone always talks too much.
:09:23
I'll wait for you at home.
:09:30
Next chapter:
:09:32
Despair... Memories and freedom...
:09:35
Bitterness... hope...
:09:38
Remembrance of things past.
:09:40
Marianne Renoir
:09:51
You're still here?