
Impromptu
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1991
- 107 min
- 293 Views
(5.00 / 1 vote)Aurora! Aurora!
Hear me,
O Corambe.
Corambe,
thou who art man, woman and god in one,
hear me.
I free this bird in thy name.
Come to me, sublime being.
I want to know the meaning of life.
And I want to find perfect, perfect love.
I free this lizard in thy name.
Don't be dead.
Oh, balls.
didn't always go smoothly,
but I was never discouraged
and I never gave up hoping for an answer.
- That won't work.
- Fish are attracted to a bright colour.
Your fish will die of fear first.
- Are you coming?
- Mallefille will come looking for us.
- We're supposed to have our lessons.
- No, he won't.
He's sleeping with Mummy.
She doesn't get up till noon.
He's not sleeping with Mummy.
She doesn't like him any more.
My love?
My soul?
My sweet?
My heart?
George?
George, please let me in.
Are you from the printers?
We've been waiting...
Madame Sand. Pardon. Please excuse...
Madame Sand is on her way up.
Don't do that!
It is rather far.
- I'll have to face her, that's all.
- Alfred!
I'll be perfectly behaved.
Even a little scornful.
No, you won't. You'll be impossible.
I don't want a scene. Now get in there.
And hurry up!
Hello, George!
I wasn't expecting you till next month.
- How are the children, the country?
- Fine.
Listen. I need another 3,000 francs.
What happened to the advance you got?
You know my expenses.
The children, the estate,
my mother's nursing home...
The divorce took half of everything.
All right. But let me have
one more instalment first.
How? I've got no place to work.
What's wrong with the country?
Mallefille is there.
The children do need a tutor, but...
I just can't
stand the sight of him any more.
I tell him outright I want him to leave
and he plainly refuses.
I'm a coward, of course. I can never
simply boot my lovers down the stairs.
- Ha!
- What?
Why don't you stay here
in Paris and write?
Because Alfred's here.
I've got to go somewhere.
Anywhere, I don't know.
Maybe I should just
curl up and die, yes?
Listen, Buloz. I need 3,000 francs now.
Let me read this... and we'll talk tonight
at the Baroness Laginsky's party.
I hadn't planned to attend.
Alfred might be there.
I know for a fact that he won't.
All right.
- What's that?
- Marvellous.
- Her memoirs? Am I in it?
- No!
This bit's about her childhood.
You'll come in later, after she chews up
her husband and a hundred others.
It's true. She's a cannibal.
She'd drink her children's blood from her
lover's skull and not feel a stomachache.
Alfred, go home.
Put it into verse, I'll publish it.
Then and only then you'll get paid.
Thanks to you
I can't go to the baroness's party.
- In fact, I'll have to leave Paris.
- No more advances.
I don't need your money, old sow.
I've had an invitation to the country.
From a duchess, no less.
Good day.
This summer dust is ruinous to my lungs.
I hope the air will be better in Angers.
The Duchess d'Antan has invited you too?
- Well, yes.
- How delightful.
Please continue, dear fellow.
- Good day, Countess.
- George!
I'm sorry I frightened you.
I had the most fearful dream.
Blandine was a terrible creature
with fly's wings
that was draining my life from me.
They are deadly little charmers.
Chromatic glissando.
The wings of a butterfly.
Or the wrath of God.
He wakes the baby,
then complains about the crying.
- How is Franz?
- He's a saint. Sublime.
He'll even stay that way
if you don't marry him.
Yes, well, there's no danger of that.
Since I left him, he won't even allow me
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