My Best Friend Page #2

There'll be nobody.

- You're joking.

- No.

Why did he say that?

- Because you have no friends.

- No friends?

No. How could you?

You only like things.

I get it. You're all teasing!

Catherine's right.

You have no friends.

My appointment diary is full.

Lunches lined up for three weeks!

We're talking friends. Not contacts.

Real friends you can rely on.

- Like a best friend?

- For instance.

Who's yours?

I have lots!

Present company. To start with.

A best friend isn't a crowd.

So? Who is it?

Why should you know him?

I don't carry him around

in my breast pocket.

OK. But who is it?

What is this? The Inquisition?

- Does he even exist?

- Of course he does!

- I don't think so.

- Want to bet?

Stop it. You can't bet on that.

- He won't let go.

- Same as you!

Relax. She didn't mean it.

It's a serious accusation!

Accusation?

Don't overdramatize.

You'll meet my best friend.

What do you bet?

The vase.

- The vase?

- Your Greek vase.

If I don't meet your best friend

by the end of this month. It's mine.

And if I win? Because I will.

- You keep the vase.

- Bet?

Bet. You have ten days.

Bertrand. Obviously best friend.

Let's put Jean-Louis.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Rmi. Perfect.

Should I stay or go home?

Yes.

Yes what?

This is a rare visit.

We barely even talk on the phone.

We've talked at least twice a week

and had lunch three times this year.

You're keeping count?

- How are you?

- OK.

- How's Nathalie?

- Natasha. We're separated.

I know.

It's a shame. I liked Natasha.

- Where do we put the bureau?

- In the gallery.

- And the settee?

- No. The storeroom.

- How old are your kids now?

- Nine and twelve.

- Studying what?

- Nothing special yet.

Go ahead.

- Why have you come?

- To ask after you. Isn't it natural?

No. You never asked before.

- Remember our trip to Sicily?

- We happened to be at the same hotel.

And wasn't it fun?

The first time we met at an auction.

I felt I'd always known you.

- Didn't you?

- I can't remember.

Isn't it weird?

We don't see each other for months.

But we pick up

exactly where we left off.

Oh? And where was that?

Bertrand. What are you and I?

Dealers.

Yes. I don't mean...

- Go on.

- More than that. We're

friends.

You're my best friend.

- Have you regressed to childhood?

- No. Why?

Could have fooled me!

You sound like a schoolkid.

Not an adult who steals my clients.

Don't get me wrong.

I just wanted to ask you...

OK.

Why didn't you say so?

How much?

- I'm not here to borrow money.

- It's nothing new.

I always pay you back.

Good reckonings make good friends.

Good reckonings

make good reckonings.

You disappoint me. Bertrand.

You were top of my list.

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