Blue Is the Warmest Color Page #2

- You read it?

- I tried. I started.

And?

It's pretty tough. Slow-going.

You mean you don't like it?

Thick books like that...

they put me off.

I put down some short books

after two pages.

But how can anyone not like it?

I didn't say that.

It's all that...

that vocabulary,

the long sentences, the old stuff.

There's lots of description.

He explores sentiments

but gets under her skin.

Who knows?

Maybe you'll make me like it.

I'll try to read it all.

Ever read a book you liked?

Have you read a book you liked?

I never read a book!

You never finished

a book you liked?

Never?

There was one book I got into.

But I didn't read it alone.

What was it?

Dangerous Liaisons.

Choderlos de Laclos.

You learned that by heart.

Alone, I'd have missed out.

Maybe you'd have found

your own reasons for liking it.

He explained each chapter,

each letter, analysed stuff.

It's a bunch of letters.

You don't find it a pain,

a teacher explaining it all?

It made it come to life.

I got into the double-dealing.

At one point he writes

to the "Marquise de Merqueuil".

He says he loves her,

but he's writing on a whore's back.

When you read every other line,

it's another letter,

but she doesn't know.

I'd never have gotten that.

That stuff goes over my head.

But in the end I got really into it.

I'm the opposite.

- You read a lot?

- I love to.

When a teacher makes me

overanalyse a book

or a text,

tying everything

into the author's life,

it closes off my imagination.

I don't like it.

But why Marianne in particular?

I was going to ask.

Why that one?

Finish and you'll see why.

I'll read it.

I swear I'll read

Life of Marianne.

Careful what you say.

It's 600 pages.

I'll read it.

I don't give a f***.

Hello.

You look like crap.

You didn't sleep?

You f***ed. I smell it on you.

How did it go with Thomas?

Sleep with him?

That's not an answer.

I'm pregnant.

I'm pregnant.

We're tying the knot.

- Sleep at his place?

- No.

- Details.

- There are none.

What did you two do?

Spent the afternoon together.

No afternoon fucks?

So you deny it.

What are you, a sex cop?

I want details.

It's obvious you f***ed.

Why not say so?

I didn't or I'd say so.

You didn't sleep.

What did you do?

Go on, say it.

Come on.

Because it sucked?

I'd tell you, whatever happened.

I promise.

I don't buy it.

With her face, the smell on her...

I'm going in. And you?

We're coming.

I smell it from here.

You are so gross.

Since when is f***ing a crime?

He's following her.

Straight to the bathroom!

Adle?

Got a sec?

I feel like you're avoiding me.

I don't know, maybe...

you misunderstood,

or I went about it too fast.

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