Pauline at the Beach Page #3

You live in an improbable

future, so you don't live.

What? You don't know me!

I do a little.

I can guess...see through you.

So what?

Let me ask you a question.

-I gather you live alone?

-For now.

Do you like it?

No. I'm like Marion, waiting.

To burn with passion?

For a deep and lasting love.

I believe in it,

even if you don't.

Meanwhile, I live.

Live? You live on hope?

Maybe, but I live well.

Better than if I

compromised with someone...

I really didn't love.

I'm in the same boat

you both are.

I lived with a girl.

We stayed together too long...

and a few months ago

had the guts to split up.

And now you're looking for

the ideal woman?

I'd say...

someone I could trust...

even if at first...

Forget it!

-Even if what?

-I've said enough.

Less than I did!

And I! You said the least!

No, I don't think so.

That's right.

Pauline hasn't said a word.

True.

Let's see. Are you waiting, too?

Of course.

You have hopes?

Sure. At my age,

I'd be dumb not to.

Have you ever been in love?

You told me you had been.

I did not. Maybe I made it up.

Then tell us.

We won't hold it against you.

It's not interesting.

Yes, it is.

We talk about it.

Why won't you?

Because I don't feel like it.

Even if it's interesting to you,

at my age it isn't.

And at our age?

Obviously,

since you talk about it.

Doesn't it interest you?

Yes, I learn things.

Then you're not being fair.

we could learn from you.

You don't need to.

You know enough.

She's putting on airs!

Be nice. Answer.

Have you ever been in love?

-With who?

-A boy.

-Your age?

-No, he was old.

How old?

Twelve. I was six.

He was very old for me.

Is that all?

She's putting us on.

I don't agree with any of you,

except maybe Pierre.

Really? What do you think?

I couldn't get all excited

about someone...

without knowing him.

You must know people

to love them.

People?

She always says that.

Boys, then.

To love them or to be friends

with them?

Both. It's the same.

-No, it isn't.

-Yes, it is.

Anyway, I'll never fall in love

with someone I don't know.

How do you know?

What about that boy?

Which one, the 12-year-old?

No, another. It doesn't count.

It was like a dream.

You're right. Love is a dream.

Not entirely.

Her feet are on the ground!

You said love must be shared.

And you want it to happen

right away, at first sight.

People's superficial aspects

don't interest me.

The deeper ones do.

But you sense them underneath.

Love is when,

beneath the surface...

you see in a flash

a person's whole depth.

But you said

one can make mistakes.

That's true.

But what can one do?

She's seeing right into

our souls there!

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