Parlez-moi d'amour Page #4

You don't need them?

Come round tomorrow.

Bring them back tomorrow.

Keep them, then. Keep the keys.

I never asked you to.

I haven't asked you to move

your things out after three months.

Sh*t. Okay.

See you tomorrow.

Excuse me.

You want some tea?

Your tea?

What do you mean by that?

This is your place now.

It's not my place, it's ours.

And do you want some tea?

Yes, please.

There, you can move in now.

I'm sorry, Richard.

I should be the one moving out.

No ob and three kids,

I'm worried about you.

You don't realie,

you tear our family apart

and for what?

Why all this?

I can't believe what's happening.

Why did you do it?

For you, for me, for us.

But there is no more us,

there's no more family.

And the children...

Children always suffer

in break-ups like this.

I don't know of any examples.

You know who you are

and what you want,

so you can wreck everything.

You'll pay for it.

I have to pay to be me,

to know who I am and what I want?

That's not

what I call loving someone.

I love you

but you don't love me anymore.

What we had has gone now,

so you can be free.

Be free and f*** who you want.

- I'm not f***ing. Are you?

- Who are they?

Are you listening to me?

Can't you see it's you I'm leaving?

See the a**holes

filing through my bed? No way.

You're getting common.

I'm common?

It's my bed too.

And I'm talking about us.

Where were you all that time?

id you love us? No.

I was alone.

And what did you do?

Nothing like that.

Nothing like that,

I'm not so sure.

You've got a nerve!

I gave you everything.

If I could have given you more

without taking you...

F***!

Never mind.

Anyone home?

There you are. I ust got back.

on't ust stand there.

Something to drink?

No thanks, I'm okay.

How's the tour going?

The horses are resting.

I'm off to the Camargue tomorrow.

All my childhood friends are there.

ad and I take the horses out

for three days at a time.

We sleep under the stars.

We can see them like I see you now.

It's the first time.

What is?

That I've been here.

Here.

How's Richard?

He still loves horses.

What did I do wrong?

You're a bit too fond of his wife.

It's weird.

I've never touched his wife.

In fact, it's fine that way.

Leave some for me.

Oh, sorry.

What way?

This way. You, me,

things we don't say, things...

I don't always understand you.

You're young.

That's normal at your age.

You too.

And that's not normal.

What?

Nothing.

Heard the latest blonde oke?

What's a brown hair on a blonde?

A glimmer of hope.

Why do blondes wear their hair

like this?

I don't know.

Want some music?

I have to go.

That late.

What time do you leave?

Two o'clock.

Call me, I'll call you.

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