The Lovers on the Bridge

LOVERS ON THE PONT-NEUF

It's Alex again!

Come on back, Alex! Come on!

Don't you talk to me like that!

Don't f*** with me!

Name's not Marie A**hole!

It's Madame JEAN.

Hey, Peanut! Wha' do I do?

How? Don't know.

Please come here, Lieutenant.

How about picking up the

empties...

bottles and bodies!

Yeah... All bashed up...

Come on, smartass...

Make an effort.

Sh*t! Fed up doin' for you...

Third time you hit me!

Good Lord's gonna kill you.

That does it. Let's go.

See, Alex, do you good

to talk to me.

Gotta try to talk.

You don't want to?

You got to!

Gonna take you down south.

There's my wife, my kids...

We'll better be off there.

Just look at Paris...

Gotta go back to the bridge.

Look, you're like me.

Only live once.

Right?

Got one life and wanna live it.

You gotta choose, see?

Goin' back to the bridge.

Look, Alex...

think it over...

Take a minute to think it over.

A minute...

Cause it's too late.

CITY OF PARIS -

RESTORATION OF THE PONT-NEUF

PARIS' OLDEST BRIDGE,

IN HAZARDOUS CONDITION,

WILL BE CLOSED:

TO VEHICLES AND PEDESTRIANS

REOPENING:
SUMMER 1991

Hans,

it's me.

It's me.

I told you...

when you go nuts

you come to me... not the bottle!

What's that?

Bone's broke... It's gonna knit.

And that?

Fell.

Pass me my downer.

Cops pick you up?

Yeah.

- Been in the shelter?

- Yeah.

A**hole...

Here, go sleep.

Some guy's bedded down over

there.

Can't figure how he got in.

Tomorrow, out on his ass!

You! Come on...

Move it!

Pick up your sh*t!

And beat it!

Don't ever come back here! NEVER!

Miss!

Sh*t!

That me there?

That me?

Yes...

from memory.

Where'd you see me?

Took you for dead.

You give it to me?

No...

Really want it? Yes?

Pose for me, right now.

And you got it.

A portrait.

Don't look at me...

over there...

Julian... Julian...

That's not me.

My Michele.

I'm so worried.

How are you living? Where?

Your portraits of Julian remain

here.

I look at them each night

and think of you.

Don't leave me without news.

I love you, Marion.

Night already...

Passed out, huh?

Was I drawing?

Yeah.

Louisiana...

You bring me here?

Yeah.

What about the old guy who?

It's OK.

Want to eat?

Raw fish...

like in Japan.

Is it fresh?

They call it "sushi"...

"Wake up, little sushi, wake up!"

Have a name?

Alex.

One day, I'll draw you.

Got to sleep more.

Sure it's OK here?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Tomorrow, out on her ass!

Fish again!

Where's Saint-Cloud?

Saint-Cloud?

Way west... in the rich suburbs...

Why you asking?

Nothing.

The girl... she's gotta stay here.

- Gotta stay.

- Hell, no!

Couple of days... she's sick.

Don't want her in my face!

Why?

DON'T WANT HER IN MY FACE!

GET IT?

Here, go sleep.

No!

Give me your hand.

The girl...

just a couple of days.

No drink! Not a drop!

Fix it so she's out of my face.

Fix it, right?

Just a couple of days.

Just a couple.

Michele?

Who's there?

What's it mean:

"First Love"?

Julian...

only one she loved...

"Love forever"...

Don't get it...

"First Love"...

Drew him, over and over,

only him...

He played music for her,

only her.

Then something happened.

Don't get it...

Fights...

sad...

Then...

he drops her.

She's waiting for him... so much...

That's why her eyes're so bad?

Can't forget him...

That why she loves him?

That why she's in the street?

Maybe looking for him?

Done a good job!

Gotta go to work.

Sh*t!

Here

bought it for you.

Uh? Thanks.

Don't have to go 'way

to get the news.

Gotta go work.

...city moves into high gear

for the 1789 Bicentennial...

My spot! See you again,

I bust your cords!

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