2:06:01
The letters were yours.
No!
2:06:03
The dear, mad words, yours.
2:06:05
The night voice.
2:06:07
I swear not!
2:06:08
That soul was yours!
2:06:10
I didn't love you!
You did!
2:06:11
It was him.
You loved me!
2:06:13
You're less sure now.
2:06:17
No, no, my dear love, I never loved you
2:06:27
So many things fade way to be reborn.
2:06:34
Why keep silent for fourteen years
since on that letter
2:06:38
the tears were yours?
2:06:41
The blood was his
2:06:47
Cyrano! You're here!
2:06:49
Good evening, my friends!
2:06:52
He killed himself to come.
2:06:54
That weakness earlier?
2:06:56
That's right,
I didn't finish my gazette.
2:07:00
On Saturday the twenty-sixth
one hour before dinner
2:07:05
Monsieur de Bergerac was fouly
and ignobly murdered.
2:07:10
What have they done to you?
2:07:11
Fate's a jester.
2:07:14
I always wanted to die in battle.
2:07:19
And here I am killed in an ambush
from behind, by lackeys...with a beam.
2:07:28
So be it
I made a mess of everything
2:07:32
Even my own death.
2:07:39
Don't cry so, Ragueneau.
2:07:43
Go and get help!
2:07:45
No, no. Don't go. When you...
come back, I'll be gone.
2:07:54
What do you do now, fellow poet?
No more cakes?
2:07:58
No, I work for Moliere.
My friends ruined me...