:46:04
What's wrong?
:46:53
Good evening, my angel.
:46:55
- Pierre-Francois!
- Who?
:46:57
Ah, yes, Pierre-Francois.
:47:00
Forgive me. I lose track
of all the names I use.
:47:03
A childish precaution.
The police are so inept.
:47:07
Unlike me.
I am well informed.
:47:10
For example,
I knew about your return at once.
:47:13
I learned where you were living,
and with whom.
:47:17
Nothing escapes you.
:47:19
And I know they've put
my angel in a gilded cage.
:47:24
I'm not throwing stones.
:47:25
I've been in prison myself lately,
and in the provinces!
:47:30
Not even a hint of a smile?
I used to amuse you.
:47:34
Have you lost your gaiety,
or it so unpleasant to see me?
:47:39
On the contrary,
I'm glad to see you.
:47:43
- Yes, it reminds me of...
- An entire era!
:47:47
Yes, the easy years,
:47:50
the happy days, the good life.
:47:53
Never look back at the past,
my angel.
:47:55
It leaps at your throat
like a mad dog.
:47:59
Still, fortunately, I was happy.