The Moderns Page #2

But your father's Caravaggio I loved.

Your father is a master.

And you've inherited all his skills.

You know anything about Bertram Stone?

He's got lots of money.

He's just not worth a damn.

Maybe we should sell him

a couple of Harts.

That would be completely inacceptable.

I wouldn't sell him a sketch of yours,

not even a doodle.

And he owes me 10,000 francs

from another deal.

You know, Libby,

sometimes I get the feeling...

...you don't want anyone

to own anything of mine.

You vex me.

I did sell one.

Yeah. Three years ago.

You never would tell me who to.

What I told you was...

...that the collector

wished to remain anonyme.

Anonyme, mon cul.

You probably lost it.

Dear boy...

...the first principle of artistic survival is...

...to parlay...

...talent, talent, into cash.

Le cash.

Have you heard of...

Do you know madame Nathalie de Ville?

- No.

- Non?

A special woman.

Very beautiful, very vulnerable.

Very wealthy.

Her husband's just run off with...

...une danseuse apache.

And now, of course,

she wants to go to America without him.

She still has her pride.

- Why...

- I'm not in the travel business, Libby.

She has three wonderful paintings...

...she would rather like to take with her.

So?

If she takes the originals with her,

there should be copies...

...left behind.

Her husband must never know.

It's a very delicate situation...

...requiring the utmost discrtion.

Quite naturally, she confided in me.

- It's forgery.

- Forgery? Forgerie, forgery is... No.

Forgery is criminel. These are copies.

Consider it a public service.

I mean, the lady has been

publicly disgraced.

I mean, the original works...

...they should remain with her

as rcompense.

- Oui.

- No. Not me.

You've done it before.

That was a favor to the old man,

and you know it.

Just concentrate on selling those.

You vex me. You vex me terribly.

- We're from Ohio.

- What'd you tell him that for?

Do you see that man over there?

- Yeah.

- He's a writer.

He wrote a book called The Sun Also Rises.

I read it.

- That's Fitzgerald.

- Yes. Fitzgerald.

All, Coco.

Do you want me to leave?

You're good at it.

Je veux un whisky, s'il vous plat.

Whiskey?

Do you remember that time

when it snowed on the lake...

...and we couldn't get back to the cabin,

so we hid in a cave?

You said that if something

happened to us...

...it wouldn't be all that bad because

they would find our skeletons embracing...

...and that had to be worth something.

Do you remember, Nicky?

Yeah. I was wrong about that.

I was wrong about a lot of things.

In fact, there's something

I never understood until just now.

What's that?

I don't trust you, Rachel.

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