Le Grand Amour Page #4

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You committed a big blunder

marrying a woman your age.

You think so?

Look at Franoise.

Want to know something?

Young men don't even interest her.

Did you ever consider

I could be her father?

No "oh's" about it.

I could be her father.

Hi, Daddy!

I don't have much gas left.

We'll take care of that.

You're sweet.

Don't think about that.

Consider this:

How old are you?

- Thirty-eight.

- And Agns?

- Eighteen.

- And you in ten years?

- Forty-eight.

- And Agns?

- Twenty-eight.

Are you sure you won't find her

a bit too old for you then?

This shade suits me fine.

"Corrida."

Anything paler...

makes me look sickly.

What do you use?

- I don't use any.

It's Mr. Bourget.

Monsieur isn't here.

Yes, tomorrow morning.

Good-bye, sir.

Did you see the boss?

Not very amiable today.

If only I were ten years younger.

If only I weren't married.

Or if only Florence was gone.

You're in good spirits tonight.

I want to ask you something,

but I'm afraid you'll -

If I went to the seaside

for two weeks...

would you mind very much?

- You can have this.

- Thanks, Madame Louise.

Are the glasses ready?

It's Bourget.

No, he's still not in.

Very well.

Say...

did you see the boss?

He looks happy.

Maybe because I'm leaving.

Let me go...

for my last day.

Come in.

Close the door.

It's very simple.

I've wanted to tell you this

for a long time,

but I -

I'm in love with you.

I didn't have the courage to tell you,

but you must have felt it.

So I thought it better to tell you.

It's a fact.

I love you.

That's all I wanted to -

Excuse me.

So Madame Louise has left us...

after 25 years.

She must have had tears

in her eyes.

Oh, yes.

I'll miss her.

She had her quirks...

but she was competent...

and hardworking.

I got a postcard from Florence.

Still raining?

No, the weather's fine.

She's thinking

of staying another week.

No reason she shouldn't.

Are you happy with the new girl?

She seems to have

found her way fairly quickly.

What's her name?

I always forget her name.

What's her name?

Is she nice-looking?

She's still a kid.

Beige doesn't suit you.

- Your mail.

- Thank you.

Look, I absolutely must -

Your mail.

You in already?

Yes, I have

tons of work right now.

Tons, tons, tons.

Good luck.

You know that -

One moment, please.

It's Mr. Bourget.

He hasn't come in yet.

All right, sir.

Look, it's very simple.

I want to tell you -

Hold the line.

It's your mother-in-law.

- I'll take it in my office.

- One moment.

Tonight?

Tonight... hold on.

Hold on.

I'm sorry. No, I can't.

I've already tried

on several occasions...

to tell you...

"...to tell you..."

No, nothing. Later.

What are you doing tonight?

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