1:07:01
l feel sick!
1:07:14
Brother...
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My little brother.
1:07:20
Don't call me that anymore!
1:07:39
Marguerite!
1:07:42
Pierre, my boy.
1:07:44
- I'm happy to see you.
- Me too.
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How are we?
1:07:49
Marguerite, l need money.
1:07:51
You?
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As for your new novel,
you'd like an advance.
1:07:58
I'd be glad to give you one...
1:08:02
But everything you've told me
sounds terribly confused.
1:08:07
You worry me, Pierre.
1:08:10
Your appearance...
1:08:12
your conversation...
1:08:15
l barely recognize you.
1:08:18
This need to spit the world's
sinister truth in its face
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is as old as the world itself!
1:08:26
You know what Musil wrote:
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''One can't resent one's era without
being swiftly punished by it.''
1:08:34
Be careful!
1:08:37
You dream of writing
a mature work but your charm
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lies in your thorough immaturity!
1:08:44
You dream of setting fire
to God knows what,
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of rising above your times
like a dazzling cloud,
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leaving everyone
terrified and admiring.
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But you weren't born for that,
Pierre!