Three Colors: Red Page #3

You got a coin?

Toss it.

Tails is bowling.

Heads is criminal law.

Tails. Bowling.

I'll study for an hour

and then call you.

- Or I'll call you.

- Okay, I'll wait.

If I go out,

it's just for cigarettes. Bye.

You didn't listen?

Too bad. It was romantic.

I heard the beginning.

They're in love.

Yes.

He hasn't met the right woman yet.

How do you know?

I watch them sometimes

from my window.

You think I'm a bastard?

- Yes.

Come look.

That guy bought a telephone in Japan

that uses a different wavelength.

My radio can't pick it up.

Too bad.

I suspect he controls most

of the heroin trade in Geneva.

No one can touch him.

He never takes any risks.

You like him?

- Very much.

I'll call him.

You have his phone number?

You deserve to die.

What did I do?

Here's his phone number.

If you get the urge to assault him

verbally again, don't be shy.

I turned out the lights at 10:00,

but I couldn't sleep.

Next program.

Not very interesting.

I kept tossing and turning,

and it kept hurting.

It still does.

I haven't shopped for groceries.

- I'm sorry, Mother.

- I have no milk or bread.

I bought you some.

I put it in the freezer.

I ate it all.

Stop it.

You didn't eat seven loaves

in four days.

I'm sick of this.

You should go do her shopping.

You'd feel better.

Maybe she's the one

who'd feel better.

Why did you stop and pick up Rita?

Because I'd hit her.

She was bleeding.

Otherwise you'd have felt guilty.

You'd have had dreams

about a dog with its skull crushed.

Yes.

So who did you do it for?

There's no point doing

that old lady's shopping.

She has everything she needs.

She wants to see her daughter,

but her daughter won't come by.

She came by five times

when her mother faked a heart attack.

When she dies,

I'll have to notify the daughter,

because she won't believe

her mother now.

She doesn't believe her anymore.

You're wrong.

About what?

Everything.

You're wrong about everything.

People aren't bad.

It's not true.

Yes, it is.

They may be weak sometimes, but

That boy who found out

his father wasn't his father

was that your boyfriend

or your brother?

My brother.

How old is he?

Sixteen.

Has he been shooting up

a long time?

How did you know?

It wasn't hard to guess.

One can only feel pity for you.

Maybe you didn't know.

Your dog is going to have puppies.

- It's Valentine.

- Hello, darling.

Hi, Mom. Did Marc arrive?

Two days ago, with his lovely girlfriend.

Do you know her?

Yes. Marie.

We're all together.

They're watching TV.

I'm sorry I can't be there.

Yes, too bad. It's like old times.

Your brother's a good boy.

Can I talk to him?

Marc! Here he comes.

Call me, Mom. I love you.

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