:11:01
Everything's like a game...
:11:04
with often repeated answers, pauses,
tantrums. The exits are rehearsed.
:11:11
Of course it's fatal
we don't have an audience...
:11:14
but we usually manage
to overcome that inconvenience.
:11:20
That's all...
-That's all nothing.
:11:23
Just part and parcel
of our life together.
:11:27
l think...
:11:32
No, that's not true either.
:11:37
Not true?
:11:39
Doesn't one crazy theory claim
some fools love fighting...
:11:43
and humiliating each other?
:11:46
Don't they say it's
some rarefied form of contact?
:11:51
l get punched in the face. Hurrah,
we finally had physical contact.
:11:58
Divorce and all that.
:12:02
How are you going to kill her?
:12:07
lt's all quiet in the apartment.
:12:10
And intense sunlight floods in.
:12:15
We've been left to our own devices
for several days. Perhaps longer.
:12:20
We haven't quarreled. All is...
:12:23
quiet. Maybe it's early morning.
The street is empty.
:12:28
A feeling of peacefulness
overcomes me.
:12:32
Everything seems very far away.
:12:35
l mean, work, everyday life,
voices and appointments.
:12:41
There's no agitation or fear.
:12:47
l can see her moving
around in the bathroom...
:12:51
saturated in the intense,
almost unreal sunlight.
:12:56
She's combing her hair.
:12:59
l've always loved to watch my wife.