:29:01
Frederick!
What brings you here, sir?
:29:06
"Paris is small for those who share
so great a passion as ours."
:29:10
Why the "sir," Garance?
:29:14
Don't be angry.
:29:16
I'm like that with everyone now.
:29:18
O Desdemona! Perfidious creature!
:29:22
To walk off like that, saying,
:29:25
"See you later,"
and then vanish for years.
:29:28
And when she decides to return,
she asks innocently,
:29:31
"What brings you here, sir?"
:29:34
I never left.
I knew you'd be back.
:29:37
I waited in this chair.
For years.
:29:40
You haven't changed.
:29:43
Neither have you, Madame Garance.
:29:46
But, in fact, you have.
:29:48
You have changed.
:29:51
You're more desirable than ever.
:29:54
And I don't know...you're...
:29:57
More "distinguished"?
:30:04
- You're hurt?
- It's nothing. It's already healed.
:30:08
There are other wounds
that take longer to heal.
:30:12
Wounded pride, perhaps,
but a wound all the same.
:30:17
So it was that man,
:30:20
Desdemona,
:30:22
that man with the flowers
you left with?
:30:27
Where did you go?
Where did he take you?
:30:31
That nabob. To India?
:30:34
I did go to India.
:30:37
But not for long.
:30:39
I lived in England
most of the time.
:30:42
- And Scotland.
- Is Scotland beautiful?
:30:47
Yes...
:30:49
but it's so far away.
:30:52
I love only Paris.
:30:55
And memories of Paris.
:30:57
Baptiste, for example.
:30:59
Baptiste,
whom you watch every night.