The Cousins Page #2

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- This is stupid.

- Yes, it's stupid. Now pour.

My word, Philippe.

You're drunk.

Make him stop.

I meant it as praise, my dear.

That looks very much like Franoise.

Room spinning, old pal?

Is it over between you and Franoise?

What's it look like?

Don't take it too hard.

I have a dozen proverbs

to help you through it.

I know your proverbs.

In your drunken state

you'll soon forget them. Listen -

Hello, kids.

Hi, sweetie.

We didn't know each other.

Now we do.

You can help a friend of mine

who's suffering.

You gotta be kidding.

Beat it, you.

I'd better warn you.

I'm a bit conceited,

and you're going to love me,

Ernestine.

I doubt it.

And the name's Martine!

That's delightful!

I can almost hear bells.

Sonnez les martines!

Now...

I believe I mentioned

a friend of mine who's suffering.

A creature as ravishing as you

has left him for another.

But your smile will cure him.

Come.

Oh, Yvonne!

Philippe, my friend, this is Martine.

Don't get worked up over a boy.

Especially not him.

There's more to life than boys.

Music, literature...

dance...

and the fact I need a light.

- May I?

- Thanks.

My name's Charles.

I'm Paul's cousin.

My name's Vonvon.

I'll finish off the banners.

I see he keeps busy.

A real young girl, for once.

Don't break this one.

I hope I'm not bothering you.

- You his cousin?

- Whose?

- Paul's, of course.

- Yes.

Perfect!

I hear you're a champ at bridge.

I've had enough.

You can take my place.

That's it, daddy-o.

I'll take the rest.

Damn it! Here.

You're done for.

Shouldn't have used

the hearts finesse.

What?

He clearly had the king.

I'm the king, my children!

Help me. Do something!

Mademoiselle says she works

and wants to go to class.

- She's crazy.

- I really must go.

- You're right. Come on.

- You hear this little bastard?

Does he think

you belong to him, Martine?

Are you forgetting you love me?

I'll come back later.

You swear?

Good luck, my friend.

Ah, women.

I thought she was for Philippe.

Philippe's like a part of me.

Between us,

I believe Philippe is sulking.

- So?

- So nothing.

But it's understandable.

I enjoy consoling Philippe.

Don't let us interrupt.

- Take my place.

- Thanks.

Fine, I'll go play pinball.

- How are things, sweetheart?

- Fine.

- You don't look like Paul.

- We're cousins, not twins.

You each look right

for what you do.

- Meaning?

- You know Paul.

Do you play canap?

If you like.

Blackwood convention

or Norman four no-trump?

Norman four no-trump, no?

You use asking bids?

Not very well.

Really?

It's just a question of practice.

Go on, cut.

Let's see here.

Pass.

One spade.

- Pass.

- Two hearts.

- Three clubs.

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