Le Beau Serge Page #2

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Would you like dinner now?

- No, I'm not hungry.

- Not sick, are you?

- No, I've got to unpack.

- Out so early?

- Going for a walk.

- But your breakfast -

- I'll have it later.

- I was going to bring up some hot water.

- Don't bother.

Come in!

No, I just wanted to know

where Serge lives.

You want to go see him now?

I'm sure he's sleeping off

yesterday's binge.

Yeah, probably.

Down at the end of town.

Remember Dieudonn's old place?

- There?

- Yeah.

Morning.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

I wanted to see Serge.

- He's asleep. Come in.

Sit down if you want.

- I'm going to wake him up.

- No, let him sleep.

It wasn't for you.

He has to go drive the truck.

Goddamn it!

You have to take the truck

to Prefonds.

You're fat and ugly.

I was drunk yesterday.

I thought I was dreaming.

Good Lord!

Why'd you come back?

- To see you.

Christine made it sound

like you were a goner.

You look fine to me.

- I was sick, but I'm better now.

- You had your breakfast?

- No, later.

No, Chaunier's coffee is lousy!

Whose is this?

- Mine.

You take it. I'll make more.

I'll help you.

What's wrong with you?

This is Franois Bayon.

I know. You were crying

on his shoulder yesterday.

No kidding? I was crying?

Like a baby.

- I was drunk.

- You can say that again.

Here.

What do you want?

I'm looking for Pop.

He was already gone when I woke up.

Who the hell cares about Glomaud!

Let him be!

And don't look at Franois like that.

- It's none of your business.

- Says who?

I can take care of myself.

- So you think. She's bad news.

- Just ignore them.

Get me two bowls.

You're drinking coffee?

Here.

Help yourself.

Why come looking

for Glomaud here?

I thought you two went out

to get plastered.

- I'll tell you the whole story.

- I know.

- What story?

- The story of my life.

And yours, and Marie's...

and your father's.

When's the baby due?

January.

A pretty little baby.

Be quiet.

Just like the first one, you know?

Stop it!

- A present from your father.

- Be quiet, Serge.

What do you expect?

Come on. Let's go.

You going out

half-naked like that?

I was about to go out half-naked!

That was some breakfast you had.

- Funny as ever, eh?

- Of course.

I'm glad. You were kind of gloomy

back at the house.

It wasn't the time for humor.

Franois...

what do you think of me?

It's bugging you, eh?

No, but I'm not an idiot,

you know.

What do you want me to say?

Sometimes things just don't

turn out the way you expect.

No, I'll see you two

up on the square.

All right.

You coming?

He's crazy!

Are you out of your mind?

- Such a touching couple.

- Aren't we?

- What'd you talk about?

- He's not the talkative type.

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