Synopsis: Lucile, 25, is the beautiful mistress of Charles, a rich, good-hearted businessman. Being a kept woman suits her as she refuses to work. She is grateful to Charles for that but she does not feel true love for him. When she meets Antoine, a charming young man of her age, it is love at first sight. But living with Antoine is not as easy as it was with Charles: Lucile is forced to find a job, which she hates. Moreover, she gets pregnant and has to ask Charles for help. After having an abortion, her love for Antoine gradually fades. That is the reason why she comes back to Charles who, full of indulgence, has patiently waited for her.
103 min


Good morning, sir.

Good morning, Pauline.

Apparently there's spring

in the air.

Why only apparently?

It seemed

that way to Miss Lucille.

You mean she's up at this hour?

She was down in the kitchen

before I was.

She took an orange and said

she'd be leaving before you...

that you'd be meeting her later.

Only an orange?

Yes. She asked me to tell you

to breathe deeply...

before you go out,

because spring is in the air.

Why did you go out

so early this morning?

I was worried.

But you know

nothing ever happens to me.

That is,

nothing but good things.

What about letting me in

on your secret?

You know very well

it simply doesn't exist.

That's marvelous.

For you, the world is an oyster.

For me, it's more complicated.

Very complicated.

Do you mind?

Excuse me.

I wasn't watching.


is it really true...

that you've installed

a croquet lawn...

in your apartment

for Lucille's exclusive use?

It's my house,

not my apartment...

and besides, Lucille's play

doesn't need improving.

With me,

it's just the opposite.

My play needs constant

attention. Otherwise...

Your feet

should be further apart.

Much further than that.

Further, darling.

Look, my feet

are just fine this way.


You'll miss the ball.

-I'm not going to!

-That's enough from you.

-Just you watch--


Can't you see

Lucille needs to concentrate?

We all know how good you are.

Who's got the blue ball?

The blue one belongs to Antoine.

But who's Antoine?

-It's me.

-Come on, Lucille. Play.

She's libel to take all day.

It's no good.

-Who's next?

-I think it's you.

-Who, me?

-Yes, you, Antoine.

I can't bear being a loser.

-I'm a terrible loser myseIf.

-It's one of those things.

-Did you see that?

-Not bad at all.

Look there. You see that?

-She's in for it.

-The gent himseIf.

What a nasty thing to do!

Oops, sorry.

I bet you are.

ls it my turn now or not?

-That was deliberate.



-Well, maybe so.

But, darling, a sporting man

should at least...

go into the pool after it,

don't you think?

Come on, everyone.

lsn't it about time...

you stopped for a breather?

My roast is ready.

Johnny, Francois,

time for lunch!

Here, leave that outside.

-Start from scratch.

-Go over it in the morning.

-All right. Good-bye.

-See you tomorrow.

Diane, now listen,

how many times...

have I begged you not to come

for me with the car?

It's pretty embarrassing.

all my friends go home

by subway, don't they?

But they don't have

the same advantages you do...

and besides I'm sick of you

and your scruples.

If you prefer,

I can wait for you...

on a street corner

with a bicycle.

It's not a matter of scruples.

It's a principle.

In deference

to your principles...

just which hash-house

are we going to eat in?

We're skipping dinner

for the theater...

on a pass

I got out of Devigny.

But that means

I've got to change.

I'm not going with you

with that tie.

No time to change.

Besides, no one cares.

Let's go. Let her roll.

Bet you're jealous.

I can't believe it.

It's fun.

Look, there's Diane!


-How are you, darling?

-Hello, darling.

-How are you?

-How do you do?

-Good evening.

-How nice to see you again.

You're looking well.

Good evening.

-Good evening.

-Evening, Lucille.

You're picnicking.

What a good idea.



Just like

being in the country.

Antoine, be an angel.

I'm out of cigarettes.

He's rather interesting.

But so are all my friends.

I don't know a soul who isn't.

There aren't any other people

for you, are there?

Have you know him long?

Yes, we've known

each other for years.

Through your friends or family?

It's my turn now.

Come on. Let's go.

-No, no.

-So do I.

Anyone hungry?

Why don't we all go out

to the Cheval Noir?

-Such a divine little place.

-Just this side of Versailles.

Lovely, lovely.

What a bright idea.

-all right, follow us.

-Charming little place.

Diane, would you mind

if I went with you?

We arrived in Lucille's


I must have got a chill.

Tonight, I feel like Methuselah

with a cold coming on.

Antoine can go with Lucille.

Yes, of course.

Don't drive too fast, Antoine.

Do you have room enough

for us, Diane?



I can't find the keys.

They were in my purse.

I must have lost them

in the theater.


So that's where they were.

Why do you do that?

Aren't we going on?

When may I see you again?

Charles! Why did you leave me

alone with Antoine?

What did you say?

Why would you leave me

alone with Antoine?


I thought he'd amuse you.

So you'd push me into the arms

of anyone who'd amuse me?

Don't be so upset.

I don't think it's a good sign.

That's not what I meant to say.

But I can't bear it.

I'll never be accommodating.

I assure you,

that's one thing I'm not.

I just wanted to find out


That's all.

You wanted to find out what?

How you looked when you came

into the restaurant.

Yes, that's all.

Your way of not looking at him.

That attitude, thoughtful,

terribly gentle...

and almost resigned.

The way you look when

you're attracted to someone.

And so?

Is there any harm in my being

attracted to someone?

No. I can't accept that.

You can't expect me to.

What you do with your freedom

when you're...

I don't do a thing

with my freedom.

You know very well I love you.

I've never asked you

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Françoise Sagan

Françoise Sagan (French: [sagɑ̃]; 21 June 1935 – 24 September 2004) – real name Françoise Quoirez – was a French playwright, novelist, and screenwriter. Hailed as "a charming little monster" by François Mauriac on the front page of Le Figaro, Sagan was known for works with strong romantic themes involving wealthy and disillusioned bourgeois characters. Her best-known novel was her first – Bonjour Tristesse (1954) – which was written when she was a teenager. more…

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